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

The night is young and here I go about
Fixing what I could after Bilbo's vanishme,nt

Oh dear, by and by comes Gandalf the Grey
"A ring? Oh, yes good Bilbo's ring.
The one he had found when faced by Gollum.
Hide it! Well, that's a strange request..."

I do so with great caution wondering what is wrong
For Gandalf looks so pale and frightened.
I ask him how fares he and he shakes his head
"Nothing is wrong now go and sleep."

I wake up, morning has come,
I see all the work that has to be done.

Today starts out rather busily with Bilbo's final orders
To have certain hobbits have gifts bestowed upon them
First there goes a few maps to good Sam Gamgee
And a few other tools to the old Gaffer

There goes a set of silver spoons
To those Sackville-Bagginses that he spurns
Dear Lobeila will hate him so
Bag End will go to me and never her

I sit down by and by with Merry keeping things going
He knows how tired am I, hmm...sweet tea with honey

Ai! Another rascal has come in
Uninvited and unawares that this good hobbit hole
Is not to be raided for jewels and gold
"Shoo and away with you there's no treasure here!"

I sigh and rest my feet at last.
My good friends by my side to keep me company.

"Let's have some ale at the Green Dragon."
Ai, let us have some ale and a hearty meal
For this final frenzy has gotten me worn out to the core
"Yes come let us walk the rest of the way to the tavern."