Lobelia,
Mistress of Spoons
Lobelia, my yearning heart croons,
And my mind swims and joyfully swoons.
But V-day's gone amiss,
And with Shelob's sweet kiss,
I go West, oh sweet mistress of Spoons.
- Doctor Gamgee
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Lobelia and Otho a-spooning in a tree,
Just above the windows on the Hill, you see -
Close to the doorways and yet out of sight,
A-spooning they are by the pale moonlight.
Strange birds they seem, on the limbs a sittin',
Folk would take a gander but it don't seem fittin' -
What's Frodo see when a look he finally dares?
They've hidden half of his household up there!
- Primula
The Teeth of
Sauron
Behold the Mouth of Sauron,
Behold his bizarre twisted smile,
Beneath the habitual evil grin
He sure hasn't brushed in a while.
O woe! The Teeth of Sauron,
Too big for the Mouth to hold,
Too sharp, always cutting the floss off,
Too pointy, too big, too old.
Poor Sauron, he strains a hot stew
Through his facial filter, down South.
Though he may rue that he cannot chew,
He leaves his Teeth with his Mouth.
Perhaps one day he will claim them,
Once again wear his dentures with pride,
If only he could get that Ring back,
His head might swell up to that size.
- Primula
Crebain news from Helm's Deep
Tat tat splat scat, door, more floor....
That pat chaaat chaaaat, bore, sore score...
Voir far a-far, war, nor corps.
- Beruthless
A Boast from the Black Gate
Now I may not be much to look at,
Though Lord knows I shore been eyed -
I can't recollect quite what I'm called,
Don't really know if I'm hairy or bald,
But by golly, I can chew more gum than a crew
With this mouth near a mile wide!
Oh, and by the way...I have this shiny shirt....tain't yores is it? Dangit, too small fer me...