Got this li’l poem in the mail as a holiday greeting from our good friend, Michael Martinez, and with his permission, we share it with you!
‘Twas the night before Yule…
‘Twas the night before Yule, when all through Bag End
No Hobbit was stirring, not even a Baggins;
The teapot was hung in the kitchen with care,
In hopes that Gandalf the Grey soon would be there. [More]
