Limericks about Elrond
Lord Elrond lived in Rivendell fair
A king, and financially without care
Yet he wore his crown
With an eternal frown
“That daughter of mine is a nightmare!”
An Elf is a being aloof,
Loving cloud, star or bough as a roof,
They live many years,
And have strange pointy ears,
They're a genuine wonder, in truth.
- Baron Wilderness
There once was an elf named Elrond,
Of whom most in the West were quite fond,
He proved what he was worth,
While he served Middle-Earth,
And then sailed to the lands far beyond.
Elrond the Brave Elvish Lord,
Fought in many of Middle-Earth’s wars,
But late in his life,
His role in the strife,
Was to council the brave on their course.
-The Foe Hammer
Once there was an elf called Lord Elrond.
Of his lovely daughter, he was very fond.
But she loved a mortal ranger,
Whom was riding into danger.
Tho', after the battle, he would wear a king's crown.
There once was an old Elven Lord
Who yawned away years, very bored
Until one cold day
When some wraiths washed away,
And a hobbit on his shore was moored.
An Elven Lord gracefully aging
Challenged a wizard at maging
But lost his own bet
On the banks of the set,
For with horses his water was raging!
That Elven Lord knew the right spell
That caused mountain waters to swell;
The water did rage
For a hobbit to save;
And Riders attack he did quell.
Poor Elrond, he felt so ignored,
For Boromir was looking quite bored!
Elrond's speeches were great
But they just didn't rate;
Poor Elf! He just hates being ignored!
Our Elvish Lord had him a ring,
'Twas indeed a beautiful thing.
And with this ring's power
He built him a bower
Of peace, that could make sad heart sing.
Elrond of the Half-Elven type
Endured long a council of tripe,
But after the talk,
All the fight and the squawk,
He gave the solution sans hype.
When sheltering guests on a Quest,
Elrond offered clothes freshly pressed,
Frodo dressed in green,
Right-fitting and clean,
But was he never offered a dress.
There once was an Elven old rotter
Who sheltered his socialite daughter
But in vain were his plans
When a wandering Man
Called out her name and thus caught her.
Filled up with wisdom and might,
Elrond was an imposing sight
With a quirk of a brow
Or a nod or a scowl,
He said much with his lips sealed tight.