The Journey Begins

Poem By: Aria Breuer

Disclaimers: I do not own The Lord of the Rings. J.R.R. Tolkien does.

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Happy Hobbit Day! :)

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Frodo and Bilbo's birthday party
was a success.
Hobbits came, near and far,
to witness the celebration,
as well as Gandalf's fireworks
to boot.

The party wasn't over!
There was one more trick
up Bilbo's sleeve.
For he had the One Ring,
Sauron's Master Ring,
inside his pocket.

Bilbo gave his speech
said a few not so kind words
to the hobbits he knew.
Frodo knew these words
weren't meant for him.
That much was to be said.

Oh well! Onto Round Two
of Bilbo's master plan,
to escape the party
and make his way
to Rivendell,
all on his own!
Where he would stay
for the time being.

So, Bilbo gave his speech,
put on the ring,
and with a whoosh!
He vanished.
The Ring now belonged
to Frodo
who was Master of Bag End.

It would take him seventeen years
before Frodo
journeyed to Rivendell
and met up with Bilbo
where their birthday party
would be most splendid.

Now the tale is done,
and the party is all aflame,
for Bilbo and Frodo had fun
with the elves.
Partygoers they were
until the end of time.

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Thanks for reading. :)