Disclaimer: If I owned LOTR, this would be a claimer, but I don't, so it's not.

Little Ranger Strider:

to the tune of Little Bunny Foo Foo

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Little Ranger Strider! Hoppin' through the Shire! Pickin' up the hobbits! And boppin' 'em on the head! And then Gandalf comes, and he says: Little Ranger Strider! I don't like your attitude! Pickin' up the hobbits and boppin' 'em on the head! I'll give you three chances! And if you don't behave, I'll make you wash your hair!

Strider OH NO! NOT MY HAIR!

So the next day: Little Ranger Strider! Hoppin' through the Shire! Pickin' up the hobbits! And boppin' 'em on the head! And then Gandalf comes and he says: Little Ranger Strider! I don't like your attitude! Pickin' up the hobbits! And boppin' 'em on the head! I'll give you one chance! And if you don't behave, I'll make you wash your hair!

Strider OH NO! NOT MY….. wait. What happened to my second chance?

Gandalf No one wants to sing all that.

So the next day: Little Ranger Strider! Hoppin' through the Shire! Pickin' up the hobbits! And buyin' all of 'em drinks!

!#$FIN$#!

All right then! Well, I hoped you liked it! If you review thanks a lot, and if you didn't like it, please be nice, cuz this is my first fic.