Pippin was a redhead
who really liked to drink,
the beer, it messed with his head,
and pippin couldn’t think.
He jumped up on the table
and he began to sing,
and dance around with Merry,
(becuase it was his thing).
He distracted the bartender,
-who knocked over his cup-
and slowly, all over the tavern,
hobbits look-ed up.
And pippin saw them looking,
and pippin didn’t care,
’cause pippin was a hobbit,
a hobbit with red hair!!!