‘Yes, I see,’

said Frodo.

‘For one thing,

I see that you’re

behind the times

and the news here.

Much has happened

since you left the South.

Your day is over,

and all other ruffians’.

The Dark Tower has fallen,

and there is a King in Gondor.

And Isengard

has been destroyed,

and your precious master is

a beggar in the wilderness.

I passed him on the road.

The King’s messengers

will ride up the Greenway now,

not bullies from Isengard.’