Menelmacar: Waiting, waiting for Tari to tell me what to write.
I could always fake and be tari.
Taritalantie: Wait, No ! I'm awake!
Menel: Never mind then. Well Tari is going to make a little speech right now. I'm too tired to from let's just say diplomatic negotiating.
Tari: Thanks to alllllll our reviewers and people who read (and hopefully laughed at) our limericks!
Menel: What a wonderful speech...
Tari: Thanks!
Menel: On with the limericks!
Tari: Yay! (grrr exams are coming {Menel: well they are kind of here} so we might not be able to post for w while.)
Menel: Boooo, exams interfering in our limerick time!
Tari: Oh don't worry they're only for a week! After that we'll have plenty of limerick writing time!
Disclaimer: We, being the pathetic excuses for writers that we are, have not
the imagination to come up with the Lord of the rings Characters.
They solely belong to their rightful creator J.R.R. Tolkien who would probably
think we were psychos for writing this.
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Four elves, a wraith and a pizza place
Celeborn:
Celeborn had a bit of an itch,
To be more important and rich.
He tried very hard,
And though on his guard,
Ended up being Galadriel's bitch.
Haldir:
Haldir had many a whim,
An elf, tall, slender and slim.
Climb trees he could,
But the lady of the wood,
Was nobody else but him.
Galadriel:
Galadriel was one freaky lady,
Men always thought her quite shady.
Held one of the three,
She lived in a tree,
And her hair was long, blonde and braidy.
Cirdan:
Cirdan stood at long at his haven,
Yet in the movie was cleanly well shaven.
He guarded the gate,
For a very cheap rate,
And elf behinds for years he's been savin'.
Wraith:
There once was wraith number nine,
He never did anything fine.
Was living, yet dead,
Arwen he did wed,
Yet only in this small, little rhyme.
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