Blame it on Claudia . . .
. . . because she says I should pimp Pregnant!Frodo in my LJ. So, small ditties to start the morning off . . . can you tell I've not had my morning coffee yet?
***
A little song,
A little dance,
A breeding Frodo
Busting out of his pants.
Frodo is with child,
Resembling a pumpkin on legs,
We don't know how he did it,
'Cause he's got no eggs.
Thanks to some hasty rolls in the hay,
Our Frodo is expecting, due any day.
He’s taken it well, but he wonders one thing,
“Should this town be called Bree, or changed to Bree-ding?”
***
A little song,
A little dance,
A breeding Frodo
Busting out of his pants.
Frodo is with child,
Resembling a pumpkin on legs,
We don't know how he did it,
'Cause he's got no eggs.
Thanks to some hasty rolls in the hay,
Our Frodo is expecting, due any day.
He’s taken it well, but he wonders one thing,
“Should this town be called Bree, or changed to Bree-ding?”