JRR Tolkien as written by a Dungeon Master, from The Hobbit.
Gandalf (37th level Wizard, 466 hit points), crested the hill. Before him he sees a small humanoid creature, less than a meter tall, bipedal. The being is dressed in mainly green and yellow clothes and has hairy feet. It speaks to Gandalf in common tongue, "Good morning."
JRR Tolkien as written by The Count of Sesame Street, from The Hobbit.
Gandalf crested the hill, taking one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine steps. He approached the hobbit, who was blowing one, two, three, four, five, six, seven smokerings that rose in the air and floated over The Hill. "Good morning," said the hobbit to Gandalf. "How are you on this fine day?"
"I am looking for someone to join one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen dwarves on a quest over the Misty Mountains."
Dr. Seuss as written by Mario Puzo (The Godfather), from Green Eggs and Ham.
The tension increased as the Don stirred,
the silence not broken by a twittering bird.
He raised his head, his chins a'flappin,
Towards the hitman whose hits were slacking.
"You can shoot him in his house,
on a train, or with his spouse.
On a plane, in a moat,
I don't care if he's doing a goat.
You will kill him, Sam The Hitman,
You shall kill him, blam blam blam!"
Sam was nervous, as you could see.
The stain was spreading from where he'd peed.
His socks were runny, to be away he wishes;
Better that than sleep with red and blue fishes.
So Sam went out, his head hung low
To do the deed Don said was owed.
Sam did not like to be a hit man,
"I do not like it, though Sam I am."
The slaying was quick, the cat shot down.
His large black caddy was filled with rounds.
The Don was pleased, paid Sam his money,
Now Sam slings hash and green eggs, so runny.
Kudos to humbabba for such an original node