Hobbit’s Birthday Note

(from in the trunk-folds of an ancient tree)


For all friends of dwarves and elves

Of your esteemed and genial selves,

Tomorrow we’ll hold mirth at bay

To celebrate our Baggins Day!


As antique as this parchment found,

Tradition of who’ll buy the round:


Mechanics, lords, and love-you-all

To join us on first day of fall,

To watch and wary by the end—

He’ll disappear, our Bilbo-friend!