The Never Ending Poem...

[Hookbill the Goomba]

Originally Posted by littlemanpoet

So Feanor wrote himself a magna carta
and declared the Halls of Mandos his garden

Hearing this, Mandos said, "I beg your pardon?"
Then threw a great tantrum that shook the earth

[littlemanpoet]

Originally Posted by Hookbill the Goomba

Hearing this, Mandos said, "I beg your pardon?"
Then threw a great tantrum that shook the earth.

He'd stamped so hard he created a new firth,
the sixth of its kind, thusly named Firth of Sixth

[Oddwen]

Originally Posted by littlemanpoet

He'd stamped so hard he created a new firth,
the sixth of its kind, thusly named Firth of Sixth

The Firth of Sixth, that lay betwixt
The fifth and seventh of the same

[Hookbill the Goomba]

Originally Posted by Oddwen

The Firth of Sixth, that lay betwixt
The fifth and seventh of the same

And on Sauron’s head lay all of the blame
For the army that disrupted the discussion

[Alcarillo]

Originally Posted by Hookbill

And on Sauron’s head lay all of the blame
For the army that disrupted the discussion.

The army burst upon the field, madly rushin'
To wrest the crown from Gondor's king

[littlemanpoet]

Originally Posted by Alcarillo

The army burst upon the field, madly rushin'
To wrest the crown from Gondor's king

who threw it with an arm like a wing
into Feanor's newly claimed garden

[Hookbill the Goomba]

Originally Posted by littlemanpoet

who threw it with an arm like a wing
into Feanor's newly claimed garden

And Mandos' face began to harden
Becoming stern as an ancient stone