A Series of Poetry for the "Lord of the Rings"

A long time ago,
Perhaps fifty years or more
Bilbo Baggins was fifty
And lived comfortably in his hobbit hole.
He never looked for adventures,
But some say that trouble found him when;
"Knock! Knock!" went the door.

Gandalf the Gray visited him
One day unexpectedly.
Asked him to come along
On a wonderous journey.
Bilbo left his home the Shire,
To see the world.
"I'll be back, wait and see!" said he.

Come back he did
Rumored to have bags full of gold.
No one knew how true this was,
And many wanted to find out.
His journey was mysterious and talked about often,
Odd to the old Hobbit Folk for their kind to go out with the 'Big Folk'.
"Tis strange, unnatural!" said they.

Years have passed
And a party was thrown when
Bilbo turned eleventy-one
Everything went off
Without A Stitch.
Fun, games were everywhere.
"How wonderful!" cheered those that came.

Hobbit lads and lasses
Watched Gandalf with awe
When he came back to the Shire
Creating fireworks that
Crackled, sparkled and danced.
Though he was old, stooped and tall.
"More dragons and colours!" Asked they.

Many more were sitting down
With a tankard of ale
And a plate of good food.
They were all happy
Some were dancing and playing,
Surely the night was pleasant and young.
"More songs! More Ale! More Fun!" called they.

Everything began unwinding
As Bilbo stood to make his speech.
He spoke with great reverence and respect
To his close fellows.
To the rest he spoke with irony and amusement.
Calling some friends while stating his dilike for others.
"Happy Birthday!" though their cheers were uneasy.

His talk was short
And he thanked them all.
He said something unusual,
Turns out that it was farewell.
Before there was a flash,
A bang, a poof, a shock!
"He's gone! Bilbo Baggins is gone!" gasped they.

Many years later
Long after his death.
Bilbo Baggins was legend,
Among the old, wise and small.
He became a hero,
Seen as a madman, a crazy hobbit, a myth.
"He took his gold. He's gone." whispered they.

No one knew of plans
That had been made.
They never thought
He'd decieve them so.
For Biolbo Baggins
Had gone from sight once more and forever.
"T'was the ring. The ring in his pocket." said those who knew.