Middle Earth
A hobbit in a hobbit hole
A fancy hobbit hole with stained glass and narrow doorways
So big yet so small a wizard can barely fit through
Thirteen dwarves come in for dinner and tea
Bilbo is the hobbits name
Not expecting the visitors tonight
They sing of destroying his dishes
And drinking away the night
Bilbo not too sure of what to make of these dwarves
But follows them on a journey to take back gold and treasure
They all must leave at the dawn of morning
For desolation is in the air
The memories of fire and ruin
Are in the back of Thorins' mind
Smaug the guardian of Erebor
Doesn't sleep in the night
For fear that one day the dwarves
Will come back for revenge
The Misty Mountains that stretch afar
Engulf the Lonely Mountain known as the dwarf's legendary home
The burglar, the dwarves, and the wizard must
Escape into Mirkwood
With Mirkwood spiders lingering in the night
Waiting for a meal to walk through the forest doors
You have pale Orcs following you
Watching your every move
Go through Lake-Town and promise gold for all
When you take back your home in the Misty Mountains cold
To find the gem of power named the Arkenstone
A pale stone in the dark mountain but shines rainbows underneath your torchlight
To desolate old dragon Smaug
A greedy talking dragon that is relentless at all costs
To be home once more would be a dream come true
But are you willing to give up your life?