Well, here's the next bit. sorry it took so long for so few, but my accounting class made me do work and I was unable to write many more.
Also, I wanted to thank all those who've pointed out errors and odd things. I d go back and edit constantly as things are pointed out, because I want this to be the best I can make it. So if you see anything, don;t hesitate to call me on it, or let me know.
Thanks!
Megan
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So in
search of the old trading gate,
They went
and they hoped they weren't late.
'Twas
made with the elves
Of silver
mithril
And could
never be shut but by fate.
The clouds
parted and moonlight shone near,
And the
writing on doorway read clear.
"Speak
Friend and Enter,"
But their
Mithrandir,
The riddle
he couldn't decipher
They sat
there as Gandalf tried phrases,
The moon
up above went through phases.
'Till
'mellon' was tried
And doors
opened wide,
Wide open
to Moria's mazes.
They
stared into the dark of the keep,
Into
darkness that was black and deep.
But 'ere
they inside
Could
venture and hide
They were
struck by the Watcher 'O Deep.
It had
Frodo en route to its maw,
Though
'twas signally lacking in paw.
An evil
creature,
Sirannon
blocker,
'Twas
attracted to Ring which it saw.
The
fellowship beat back the monster,
And
reclaimed the Nine Walker's leader.
They
hurried within
Then heard
a great din,
As Watcher
played doorway destroyer.
In the
darkness and old stone-hewn gloom,
They could
see not a single dwarf loom.
The
Boromir said,
"Oh
Gimli, I dread,
That this
is place is no hall, it's a tomb."
The
corpses of dead dwarves embittered
The
mithril they mined 'round them glittered.
Arrows of
Goblins
And Orcs'
spear-ends
The flag
stones all over they littered.