Pippin’s Poem

by Feb 1, 2005Poetry

Through the meadow I go and go
Whenever I feel so

The people in the Shire are kind
They dont care if I have a weird mind

When I steal vegetables I feel good
Just like any Took should

I love to hang with Merry
When we are together it is scary

I love to smoke pipes
I like when the fruit is ripe

I am Pippin you should know that
Now I am going to catch a wild cat

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