Ruminations

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A hobbit does not mind to chew, even when bone and teeth are few.

He has his ‘past with fruit of vine
And soul and wit and given time

And when the clock doth run slow
And fire and kettle both run low
And frost begins to creep on in
He will recall the feast within

And give thanks to the Maker who
by an utterance
Made it so

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