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 Aragorn and Minas Tirith and Gondor.
Gondor's King
The white towers stand alone,
Against the coming storm,
Enemies comes with rock and bone,
To fight before the dawn,
No starlight over head shall shine,
And sun shall hide away,
I shall claim by right what mine,
And welcome in the day,
A kingless realm, a broken line,
A dusty throne of old,
Where my fore bears once did dine,
Heroes strong and bold,
I come now to my ancient home,
Where comes the end of things,
Where I shall sit upon the throne,
Gondor shall have its king.
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