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ArtistIn a land so quaint and small, Where merry spirits never fall. Happy hobbits toil and sing, Hiding secrets, a precious thing. Within green hills, a town so fair, Where joyous laughter fills the air. Tiny dwellings, snug and snug, A bustling haven, cozy and snug. But deep within this hobbit clan, A secret held by every man. A ring of power, dark and strong, Hidden away, where it belongs. Their tiny hands, nimble and quick, Keep it safe, away from its wicked lick. A quest of secrecy, forever they strive, To ensure this ring does not thrive. So tell me, seeker of the lore, In this hobbit town, what is in store? A merry band, where secrets lie, What is the name that you spy?