Frodo's view
I am a puppet small and wise
And I know how quick time flies
For three years I am here
At home with a family very dear
For years Nessa is carrying me around
It is not as stupid as it might sound
She takes me with her in her car
We travel a lot, but never far
During the morning, I sit on the couch
Then Nessa leaves and grabs me..OUCH!
Up to her car we go
Passing the traffic oh oh oh
I want to see the nature outside
But Nessa wants me to stay and hide
Other traffic might laugh at us
Nessa says so, she is the boss
At work she hides me and takes me up
Only to the first floor, not to the top
We work all day and sometimes I see
The outside world a time or three
In the afternoon we go home
When she is late, Nessa uses her phone
Then we are going all way back
I use to twist around my neck
At home, Nessa places me again on the couch
No more grabs, no more ouch
But once going out for even one time
Nessa grabs me again, oh my, but it's fine
Late at night we are going to sleep
Nessa holds me tight and we sleep very deep
It goes on and one for more than three year
But I never want to go back, I will stay here
Because this is my home, here I belong
And that is the end of the Frodo song