Author's Note: Thank y'all for the reviews! These next limericks were written by different people. If there's no name after them, I wrote it. Also, some of the limericks will overlap each other in events.
Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings. What a pity.
They picked up a scruffy old thing,
That rumour said soon would be King.
He gave the name Strider,
Said he knew of the Riders,
And told Frodo, "Stop flashing that Ring!"
(~SilverScribe)
Well, Strider did save the day
And lectured Frodo in dismay:
"You draw to much attention
And deserve an honorable mention
For not thinking and putting the ring on display"
After a one sided fight
The hobbits thought Strider was alright.
He scared them with tales
Of Black Riders and snails
And they couldn't sleep without a light.
The Nazgul came down the bend
With presents of back stabbing to send
To hobbits, asleep
The Lord their souls to keep
Or maybe their sleep is pretend.
Tricked, the bed's filled with fluff
Of feathers, blankets and stuff,
The Nazgul screamed
And left, as if dreamed
They had fallen for the hobbit's bluff!