Dec 23 2011, 6:58pm
but pickled cucumber or whatever you call it.
I think this is not a sausage
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold.
...and the sound of the kettle on his hearth was ever after more musical than it had been even in the quiet days before the Unexpected Party
Welcome back to Middle-Earth!!!
(This post was edited by maut on Dec 23 2011, 6:59pm)