Thread: The Three Word Game!
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came across the
great river of
Lotlorien were the
Elves feared to
pick the leafes
so if they
gave them to
the hobbits, so
nobody were proud
of being elves,
with pointy ears
and small faces
will be OUT
and since none
wanted to attend
they all went
to meet with
unknown tribesmen from
the outlying hinterlands
needing special diplomatic
assistance to make
artisan mud pies
The mud was
imported from Muddlesborrough
since they got
the stickiest kind
ever at the
mud-manufacturer in Muddle-Earth
However they also
fullfilled the dream
to travel beyond
King Arthur's round-table
to become a
table-traveller for their
battle against the
sleep-walkers from across
the Universe far
more sophisticated than
the neanderthals whom
we all know
as the one
who was walking
bare-footed as hobbits
while reading great
capitel letters on 
wriggling snake backs 
and thereby return (as) 
a very small
but ever so
cute ,however it
