A/N: HAH! Back to haunt you am I! Torment you everyday I will!
Chapter 4: Two's a Company, Three's a Crowd OR Why are you all coming with me?
Sam:
Mr Frodo, where are we going?
Frodo:
Somewhere Sam, with rivers flowing
Sam:
Look, it's Farmer Maggot's field!
Frodo:
I cannot submit! I cannot yield! (A/N: To going in that is)
Oh what the heck, let's get some shrooms
Sam:
I've et so much, I have no room
Pippin:
Frodo! Look! Look Merry!
Frodo:
We must get to Buckleberry Ferry
Merry:
I know a short cut, follow me!
Frodo:
It's a Black Rider! Flee, oh flee!
Sam:
Hurry Frodo! Run run run!
Ringwraith:
Oh how I wish I had a gun
Hobbits:
Thank goodness now that we are safe
Safe from the nasty black Ringwraith
Merry:
Alright Frodo, our destination?
Frodo:
Somewhere where there's beer inflation
Pippin:
I say that we head for Bree
Frodo:
Bree, bree? Indeed!
Sam:
That is where the Big Folk lie
That's where they live and eat and die
Merry:
Very well, that is our destination
Bree, where there's beer inflation
A/N: Another short one! Wow! Am I cool or what?! Please review. Or read another one of my fics! They're HEAPS better, even if I do say so myself.