Crossbreads

[the guy who be short]

It could be an Galadriphaunt

You had me in fits!

Me and my friend were making A LotR board game, and one of the characters was Frosam...

I'd like to see Tom Bombadil mixed with Smaug.

Old Tom Smaugadil was a fearsome drake,
Dwelling in a mountain by the long lake,
Bright blue his scales were, and his flame was yellow,
Old Tom Smaugadil could really bellow,
His voice would ring across the land like a bell,
People would flock to hear, yet he was fell,
As soon as they came near, he would burn them,
Cook them, eat them, you'd think that would learn them,
Even though they knew that they were a tasty snack,
The foolhardy survivors would always come back,
Until Old Tom Smaugadil had eaten everyone
Boiled, Barbequed, or stuffed in a bun,
And Old Tom Smaugadil ventured west,
For he'd heard that the food there was best,
Singing as he flew along, he came to Mirkwood
In his desperate search for food,
But the elves, they were learned, they could tell
That He was dangerous and fell,
And they would heed him not, And he was mad
His singing was of no avail, and he was sad,
Slinking back to home, away from elven bows,
Tom Smaugadil went hungry, and had death throws,
And some who returned to Dale gave him pity
Even though they knew he was evil, fell, witty,
And they gave their lives, as long as he would sing
And in Erebor he dwells still, singing and eating.

[ July 25, 2003: Message edited by: the guy who be short ]