The Never Ending Poem...

[Hookbill the Goomba]

Originally Posted by littlemanpoet

but were suddenly transfixed by Luthien
who sang like a bird and flew like a bat

But the image was ruined by her new hat
That was orange and as big as a cathedral

[littlemanpoet]

Originally Posted by Hookbill the Goomba

But the image was ruined by her new hat
That was orange and as big as a cathedral.

A whirring thing above it seemed like a gyro steeple;
Mandos, Feanor, and Melkor all ducked to avoid it

[Hookbill the Goomba]

Originally Posted by littlemanpoet

A whirring thing above it seemed like a gyro steeple;
Mandos, Feanor, and Melkor all ducked to avoid it

But in doing so, fell into a dark and strange pit
Filled with a strange substance that smelled odd.

[littlemanpoet]

Originally Posted by Hookbill the Goomba

But in doing so, fell into a dark and strange pit
Filled with a strange substance that smelled odd.

In the cellars of the Halls were legions of dead cod!
And the freezer had died. The gods fled the scene

[Alcarillo]

Originally Posted by Elempi

In the cellars of the Halls were legions of dead cod!
And the freezer had died. The gods fled the scene,

Heading for places more comfortable and clean.
They raced to the Hall's elegant lobby

[Hookbill the Goomba]

Originally Posted by Alcarillo

Heading for places more comfortable and clean.
They raced to the Hall's elegant lobby

Where Mandos told them of his hobby,
Collecting Cloaks left by Gandalf the grey

[littlemanpoet]

Originally Posted by Hookbill the Goomba

Where Mandos told them of his hobby,
Collecting Cloaks left by Gandalf the grey

"As if collecting the dead didn't fill your day!"
said Feanor as he shut and locked them outside