The Never Ending Poem...

[Kath]

As well as his new leather pants
Which he stole from a passing Elf

Who in turn had stolen them off a shelf
From the new store just down the road.

[littlemanpoet]

Originally Posted by Kath

Who in turn had stolen them off a shelf
From the new store just down the road;

which store featured rolls that were throwed,
made of licorice-laced lembas from Valinor's Lórien

[Alcarillo]

Originally Posted by lmp

which store featured rolls that were throwed,
made of licorice-laced lembas from Valinor's Lórien

In fond memory of the golden tree Laurelin
Chopped apart in days long past

[Hookbill the Goomba]

Originally Posted by Alcarillo

In fond memory of the golden tree Laurelin
Chopped apart in days long past

Over which a dark shroud was cast
Because the Eldar refused to lament

[Lhunardawen]

Originally Posted by Hookbill the Goomba

Over which a dark shroud was cast
Because the Eldar refused to lament

Much to the anger of not just one Ent:
They shook in rage and scattered their leaves

[littlemanpoet]

Originally Posted by Lhunardawen

Much to the anger of not just one Ent:
They shook in rage and scattered their leaves

and ordered the huorns to put on their sleeves
that made them look like giant hogweeds