Faithful Pony

- Shelob

Red sorrel color,
Long golden mane.
A fine little fellow,
Bill was his name.

Sold by mean Ferny,
He loved his Sam.
Went on the journey,
Carried the pans.

Trudging in the deepest snow,
Brave, thru thick and thin.
Into Moria's dark, he could not go,
Travelled, there and back again.

Home at last in Rivendell,
Waiting for his Sam to return.
By the elves, treated well,
Apple treats, his main concern.