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Feast your eyes as I share my glorious wares
They're precious antiques, they're exquisitely rare
A magical ink sack, some ancient bamboo
A dish of deliciously devilish stew
Make up your mind, what fabulous find will it be?
I don't suppose you have any glorious footwears
I've got a fishing rod, an enchanted book
An iron ingot and a tripwire hook
A handcrafted stick, and a powerful bow
A dinosaur bone and a tasty potato
Make up your mind what fabulous find will it be
I've got a deal with destiny, a bargain with fate
This business is bound to profit me
As long as that fool takes the bait
I mean, that's all very nice, it's all very well
But I've got those things at Rivendell
I'm hoping for something a little bit new
Those boots over there look like they could do
I've made up my mind, that fabulous find is for me
They're just old leather, but one man's trash is another man's treasure
They're yours
I actually meant the shinier pair
Would they be something that you're willing to spare?
You know I like diamonds, you know I love gold
And teal just suits me, or so I've been told
I've made up my mind, that fabulous find is for me
I've got a deal with destiny, a bargain with fate
This business is bound to profit me
As long as that fool takes the bait
That sounds fair, but what about me?
I'm a generous soul, but I don't give for free
Rivendell has such a lot in its coffers
Surely, there's something of worth you can offer
Um, of course
I've got the oldest wood from the tallest pine
The toughest stone from the deepest mine
The purest snow from the highest peak
The softest wool from the fluffiest sheep
Make up your mind, what fabulous find will it be?
How about that robe? (Not a chance)
How about the owls? (Absolutely not)
That thing looks interesting (what thing?)
That thing in your hand, you've been holding it this whole time