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And so with paddles in our hands we floated South to foreign lands. But Boromir, he tried to steal my precious ring - the rotten heel. I went to Mordor with no friends While Boromir, to make amends Died while fighting orcs so numerous I will not try to make this humorous. But, much to my delight and glee Sam-I-Am had followed me But so had Gollum, as we found once we got to solid ground. We walked on logs We walked through bogs We walked in fens and wooded glens. We walked until at last we came To a high pass with a bad name We did not know that deep inside A monstrous spider tried to hide. But we escaped, as you have guessed Though Gollum was an awful pest At last we came to Orodruin With Cracks of Doom amid its ruin. |
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And when at last it was my job To take the ring and gently lob it down into the Cracks of Doom I quickly looked around the room I said "I really like this ring. I like it more than anything. I will not throw it in this pit Though Gandalf throws a hissy-fit." But I did notice Gollum linger He bit off my own ring finger He took my ring then stepped back right into the flaming crack. So I went to my home to rest until I tire of the West And though they think I'm the hero Sometimes I think "I'm just a zero." I did not want that ring of gold I did not want it - I'm not bold I'm just a hobbit, as you see Who'd never ventured East of Bree. END --Anonymous |
