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A Gandolfian Holiday


Gandolf the Gray
Can your staff yield us presents?
Show us across the Merlock Mountains; a way,
And you'll feast on gorcrows, not pheasants.

"My staff is not for yielding gifts,
Or other such merriment you seek,
It's for sending foul beasts into the Abyss
A weapon not for the weak."

Gandolf the White
Gives presents to fill a room,
More like a Blinding Light
To assist you to Mount Doom.

But if it's mere presents you want (a scoff),
He can provide you fireworks,
Just be careful where you set them off,
Everywhere around you, evil lurks.

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