Poor little Baggins sat for tea,
Stuffy as a hobbit can be,
When the bell, it rang, and what did he see?
Two honor guests, awaiting for he!
They hung right up the hoods they wore,
But told him not that there'd be more.
They poured the milk on the pantry floor,
When Fili and Kili came knocking at Bilbo's door.
Poor little Baggins sat for tea,
Grumpy as a hobbit can be,
When the bell, it rang, and what did he see?
Five more guests, awaiting for he!
They hung right up the hoods they wore,
But told him not that there'd be more.
They poured the milk on the pantry floor,
When Dori and Nori and Ori and Oin and Gloin came knocking at Bilbo's door.
Poor little Baggins sat for tea,
Frazzled as a hobbit can be,
When the bell, it rang, and what did he see?
Four final guests, awaiting for he!
They hung right up the hoods they wore,
But told him not that there'd be more.
They poured the milk on the pantry floor,
When Bifur and Bofur and Bombur and Thorin came knocking at Bilbo's door.
Poor little Baggins sat for tea,
Fussy as a hobbit can be,
Was he grimacing or grinning with glee?
What did it matter the drinks were free!
They hung right up the hoods they wore,
But told him not that there'd be more.
They poured the milk on the pantry floor,
When Fili and Kili and Dori and Nori and Ori and Oin and Gloin and Bifur and Bofur and Bombur and Thorin came knocking at Bilbo's door.
Cover of the Song from Return to Moria. AI Generated