The Moon - By Simbo Rumblebelly Just look up at the moon Way up in the sky Are there hobbits up there Who feast on moon pie? Could it really be true It's made of green cheese? And all those moon hobbits Can eat all they please? Its landscape is shining It glows very bright Are its meadows silver? Are the rivers white? And are there gardens With flowers up there? And do the moon lasses Wear them in their hair? Sometimes the moon darkens And hides in the shade It thins to a crescent And gradually fades And then it gets bigger The brightness it spreads Is that when moon hobbits Get out of their beds? And do the moon hobbits Who live there look down And wonder if down here More hobbits are found? So look up at the moon Way up in the sky And look at those hobbits And wave and say Hi! Some information about the artist: Master Simbo is a famous poet around the Shire. When not preoccupied with collecting and eating pies, Master Simbo works on expanding his collection of self-written poems. He is a regular visitor of the Green Dragon, where on fridaynights he may be found willing to recite some of his work. Master Simbo is also a gifted musician and actor. |
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