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In the Shire’s golden meadows, where sunbeams dance,
Tom Bombadil’s song of beans, a joyful romance.
With merry laughter, he sings of their delight,
Their tender skins, their flavors, both day and night.
From pinto to navy, kidney to black,
Beans, his true love, a hearty snack.
In Tom’s jolly heart, their magic is seen,
For nothing quite matches his love for beans.
That was beanutiful, thank you.
So I finally read the fellowship of the ring and by far Tom Bombadil is my favorite character I love him sooo much!!!
What’s with the beans, king?
Old Tom Beanbadil is immune to their machinations.
