A/N: Thanks to Panda for a few ideas on this poem! This one was the most difficult!

Gimli

A dwarf of the mountains of old

The Lonely Mountains they are called

A brave and determined member of the Fellowship

Gimli son of Gloin his axe he had hauled

Along his back the burden bears

His guidance in the hobbits hearts

Doth give him strength in his words

And besides their souls, the softer parts

His stubborn attitude

Is but annoying and smart

To show that he really cares

For the Fellowship and its hearts

As he fights at Helm's Deep

He is but short but brave

He kills off Orks, one by one

And sends them to the grave

Now he returns to the Lonely Mountain

Befriending an elf and a man

Bringing with him the memories

Of the mission, their triumphs, and all faith they have had ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*