Nazgûl Recipe for Baby-Toe Stew
1. Chapter 1
a Nazgûl’s desire,
will make him a slave.
I look at my stove and my cold empty pot.
It worries me none.
Do you know what I’ve got?
Baby-toes, baby-toes! Delightful! Good show!
Where did I get them?
Wouldn’t you like to know!
My cupboards are stocked with the things I adore;
cankers and shankers,
ear’s wax of wild boar.
Handfuls of stink-weed, the tongue of an Orc,
hide-hair of Hobbits,
fits fine on my fork.
Warts of an Oliphaunt and thumbnail of shrew,
that’s how I like it,
my baby-toe stew.
This one may shock you, the hoof of a goat,
for some, it’s too tough,
but slides right down my throat!
Beard-clippings of Dwarf and the tooth of an Elf,
you don’t care to share?
Fine! I’ll eat it all myself!
Now for the baby-toes, the most delicate part.
If you add them too early,
they tend to get tart.
Covered in quicklime and piled on my plate,
it’s the best baby-toe stew,
that I ever ate.
Oooof! I’m so full! I’ve had my part and yours!
I need to lean back now,
and loosen my drawers.
Such an ache in my belly, that slides up to my heart!
I hate to be rude,
but I think I might… go to bed now.
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