Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings,
I do not own that many things,
I do not own an elf or tree,
These things that were not meant for me,
I do not own them now, I did not own them then,
Not now, not then not ever again,
I do not own the words I say,
I do not own that much this day,
I do not own my house,
I do not own a mouse,
I do not own Lord of the Rings,
I do not own the rights to things.

Summary: a poem about Gandalf

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Alone the wizard stands on high,
A jewel upon his staff,
The clouds that circle in the sky,
Hides his final path,

Much has he seen, much has he done,
Forever working more,
A hundred lives of men have come,
Since he reached this shore,

The clouds that circle over-head,
Remind him of the past,
The many live of men now dead,
His work is done at last

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Sort of makes him sound evil. Please review