Part One

1. verb, -s
2. noun
3. verb
4. verb -ing
5. body part, plural
6. verb -s
7. plural noun
8. verb

Part Two

1. verb
2. verb
3. noun
4. adjective
5. plural noun
6. plural noun
7. noun
8. noun
9. adjective
10. noun
11. noun

Part Three

1. plural noun
2. number
3. plural noun
4. adjective
5. verb
6. color
7. plural noun (watch out, this repeats)
8. noun (this one also repeats)
9. verb
10. noun

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The Poems of J.R.R. Tolkien

1. The Road _(1)_ ever on and on,
Down from the _(2)_ where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must _(3)_, if I can.

_(4)_ it with eager _(5)_
Until it _(6)_ some larger way,
Where many paths and _(7)_ meet.
And whither then? I cannot _(8)_.

2. All that is gold does not _(1)_,
Not all those who _(2)_ are lost.
The _(3)_ that is _(4)_ does not wither,
Deep _(5)_ are not reached by the frost.

From the _(6)_ a _(7)_ shall be woken,
A _(8)_ from the shadows shall spring.
_(9)_ shall be _(10)_ that was broken,
The _(11)_ again shall be king.

3. Three _(1)_ for the Elven-Kings under the sky,
_(2)_ for the Dwarf-Lords in their _(3)_ of stone.
Nine for _(4)_ Men doomed to _(5)_,
One for the Dark Lord on his _(6)_ throne.

In the Land of Mordor where the _(7)_ lie.
One _(8)_ to rule them all, One _(8)_ to _(9)_ them,
One _(8)_ to bring them all and in the _(10)_ bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the _(7)_ lie.

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Example (with words provided by Aragorn himself!*)

1. The Road writes ever on and on,
Down from the oyster where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must switch, if I can.

Dressing it with eager eyebrows
Until it stuffs some larger way,
Where many paths and needles meet.
And whither then? I cannot smash.

2. All that is gold does not examine,
Not all those who roll are lost.
The seashell that is lacy does not wither,
Deep fireballs are not reached by the frost.

From the bottlecaps a lightbulb shall be woken,
A T. rex from the shadows shall spring.
Stretchy shall be zipper that was broken,
The watermelon again shall be king.

3. Three Pyramids for the Elven-Kings under the sky,
5,782 for the Dwarf-Lords in their brains of stone.
Nine for curly Men doomed to splash,
One for the Dark Lord on his blue throne.

In the Land of Mordor where the films lie.
One Firefly to rule them all, One Firefly to sneeze them,
One Firefly to bring them all and in the cactus bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the films lie.

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AN: *This is a lie. My sister provided the words, as usual. I was just sick of saying that.

This chapter has to be one of my personal favorites (especially the second poem). :) As always, a huge thank you to everyone reading this right now! And, I'm sorry to say, but I likely will not update next weekend, since my school musical opens on Thursday and runs through the weekend (and rehearsals are taking over my life!). The weekend after that, though, will definitely have an update. Until then, namarie! (I'm pretty sure that's Elvish for farewell. If not, please correct me. It's one of the only two Elvish words I know.)