The Ballad of the Feast

(Verse 1)

When evening falls and stars do shine,

We halflings gather, hearts a'pine.

For the feast awaits with savory scent,

A banquet fit for merriment.

(Chorus)

Oh, the feast, so grand and bold,

With dishes piled, a sight to behold.

Meats and pies, and stew so deep,

Our hunger and hearts, they both do keep.

(Verse 2)

We fill our plates with hearty fare,

With every bite, we've not a care.

For in this moment, we find our bliss,

With every taste, we seal our kiss.

(Chorus)

Oh, the feast, so grand and bold,

With desserts sweet, our fate is told.

Cakes and puddings, a wondrous heap,

Our hunger and hearts, they both do keep.