I introduced Mrs. Plant (v.3.0) to Bored of the Rings, and it caused her to read Lord of the Rings.
Now, if that is not fighting ignorance, I don’t know what is. 
Alas! Alackaday!
I sit on the floor and pick my nose and dream of fiendish things
Of devious dwarves who suck their toes and elves who drub their dings
Clubfeet!
“This is indeed a queer river,” said Bromosel, as the water lapped at his thighs.
This Ring, no other, is made by the Elves,
Who’d pawn their own mother to grab it themselves;
Ruler of creeper, mortal and scallop,
This is the sleeper that packs quite a wallop;
The Power Almighty rests in this lone Ring,
The Power, alrighty, for doing your own thing;
If broken or busted, it cannot be remade,
If found, send to Sorhed (the postage is prepaid).