I wrote the first sentence, then remembered the poems Tolkein wrote about Tom Bombadil.

Tom Bombadil was a merry old fellow his jacket was blue and hit boots were yellow

(not verbatim, from memory)

Well, I’m talking about Sam and he’s a hobbit, he doesn’t even wear boots. It was mostly just weird silly connections in my head after writing down the first sentence fairly seriously. I had just happened to end the sentence with “fellow” and then couldn’t help myself.