Written with the help of my friend jude, if you don't like it blame her, no offense intended, don't own lord of the rings, its supposed to be funny, sorry if its not. Thankyou.
Somewhere in the deep, dark reaches of Sauron's mind a thought was stirring. He turned his worried gaze to Mount Doom and the tiny little path way that led straight into the mountain of fire.
'Orcs,' he commanded, 'fetch me bricks and cement.'
Skip forward a bit and two exhausted hobbits look up wearily at there final destination.
' We made it Mr Frodo, through Mordor and the orcs, we made it to Mount Doom.' Frodo looked up and then fell to his knees.
'It's no good Sam, look,' he pointed, then whispered softly, 'we've failed.'
Sam followed Frodo's gaze and gasped, ' Is that what I think it is?'
'I'm afraid so Sam, it's over, he's, he's.' the hobbit stuttered unable to continue.
'Bricked up the entrance' Sam finished sadly.
And above them on those hateful bricks a small piece of paper fluttered nailed to the wall. It read in the language of Mordor;
'ha-ha suckers, try destroying the one ring now!
Lots of love
Sauron
(the giant eye)'
