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Smaller than you or me.
And wherever Kári went
He took his axe... or three.
One axe for his left hand.
One axe for his right.
One axe to carve the roast
He ate most every night.
Now one day the Orcs did call.
They came right up to the gate.
'Come on out!' they said,
'We'll have a feast! Don't be late!'
The dwarves knew what that meant.
They knew it very well.
If they went to see the Orcs
They'd not hear the dinner bell.
Do you know what Kári said?
He said it loud and clear.
'I will go to see the Orcs,
And give them things to fear!'
'But you're so little!' said the dwarves.
They told him not to go.
But Kári went; he would not stop
'Till he faced the Orcs below.
The Orcs laughed, 'What can you do?
Just hold still, we'll get the skewers.'
They turned their backs, and that was that!
So we call him Kári Orc-hewer.