You squat, hairy, strange little man!
You don't look the part, but -
Thanks to your sly shortcut -
You're the toast of the whole Druadan.
"The old forest road," Ghân proposes,
(Made by Gondor is what he supposes).
The Rohirrim rally,
For the Stonewain Valley,
Is stuffed to the gunwales with Woses.
Do you now see the moral? (You should.)
It's all very well to be Good,
But to get there in time
Past the gorgûn front line -
Don't rile the Wild Men of the Wood.
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