In the Shire there lived a hobbit,
Who was the source of much gossip.
It all started one fine morning,
When a wizard appeared without warning.
With smoke rings floating on the breeze,
The pair exchanged pleasantries.
Up until the wizard did say,
The hobbit would journey far away.
With the hobbit nearly choking,
Surely the wizard must be joking.
'Hobbit's don't go adventuring,
How could you suggest such a thing?'
The hobbit stood and checked his mail,
Deciding it was time to bail.
The wizard looked on in despair,
What had happened to the Tookish flair?