Gimli the Dwarf Gloin's son
Galadriel his heart she had won
When offered a gift
His thoughts he did sift
One golden hair he would not shun
There once was a dwarf named Gimli,
Who tried to climb down 'ole Smaug's chimley.
He was after some gold,
But the hearth wasn't cold.
Lord,you've never seen a dwarf move so nimbly.
There once was Dwarf fully geared
Who went fearlessly where others feared
He offered his stealth
And his tales of wealth
But most selfishly cried "Not the beard!"
This Dwarf who was quick with his whacks
Didn't pause when a-swinging his axe
All the heads of the orcs
Went a-popping like corks
As he kept a good tally, ex-zacts.
With red meat a-stuck in his teethy,
A Dwarf took a bite thick and beefy,
So glad to at last
Be beyond and out past
All that Elven glop, greenish and leafy.