"Bring Hobbits!" Saruman adjured his scouts
"by guile, or force, as best you may contrive"
without explaining what is all about
"but bring them now! And bring them here alive!"
The secret Sam let slip can't be allowed
this House of Cards would instantly go bust
his treachery must not be voiced aloud,
no minion in his pack deserves such trust.
No messenger came to Nan Curunir,
he's left to speculate how they'd forget.
he orc battalions that he'd held so dear
the Rohirrim had served up en brochette.
He'll find the bed he's made both strait and hard
now Fangorn wood hast marched to Isengard.
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