Title: Innocence

This is what happens when you do not sleep for days, you come out with poems like this.

Innocence was not a word I would say.
For these four are the worst since Melkor's days.
Always sneaking here and there.
Trying anything the others would dare.
From putting spiders in my bed.
To turning Erestor's black hair, red.
The time they put a snake in Glorfy's pants.
Or Oh Valar the druken, naked dance.
Again I hear yells, instead of song.
And wonder what now is possibly wrong.
Erestor screaming,"I can't take it anymore."
I must sail today to get away from these four.
Erestor calm down what have they done?
Tell me and I shall punish my sons.
They told me a she elf waited for me.
It was dark, I could not see.
I ran my hands down her back.
And gave her arse a little whack.
The three fell laughing to the floor.
It was Legolas in a dress milord.
So as you see I must leave this place.
And try to cleanse my memory of any trace.
Legolas snorted all fomality gone.
But you promised to love me from night till dawn.
So innocence these four can never claim.
For most bad things that happen, they are to blame.