Blunt the knives and bend the forks!
Smash the bottles and burn the corks!
Chip the glasses and crack the plates!
That’s what Bilbo Baggins hates -
Cut the cloth and tread on the fat!
Leave the bones on the bedroom mat!
Pour the milk on the pantry floor!
Splash the wine on every door!
Dump the crocks in a boiling bowl;
Pound them up with a thumping pole;
And when you’ve finished, if any are whole,
Send them down the hall to roll!
This song has been going on and on and on and ON in my head, ever since I first saw the hobbit. It only got worse when I learned the actual lyrics.
Level 2: learning to sing in in the various accents of the dwarves. Oh god.