The Hobbit Inside – A Poem

by May 23, 2002Poetry

Frodo is my name a hobbit i am
I went on a journey with my closest friend Sam
The journey was hard the journey long
At times we found it no use to go into song
of course we had help along the way
Nine of use bound together like clay
Gandolf the wizard,at our lead
And Strider to fight for use when ever we need
Legoals shooting his arrows like fire
Gimli with his strength and his aspire
Boromir of Gondor a brave soul was he
Merry and Pippin with as much heart as any one can see
And last sam and I as close as could be
Now that its over now that its done
i keep thinking how was it that I was the one

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