"smeagol" poems - Hello Poetry

Hats and Hooves and Humming Birds, Moulded cheese and strawberry Nerds, Oh, Good Gracious Paper, You are this poems maker, The Lion kills, Gryffindor's dead, the snake bites him, Slytherin lies on the bed, The Raven caws, Ravenclaw is upset The badger has a cold, 'Hufflepuff takes him to the vet." "I am the Lord of the Rings", Says Mr.Frodo Then Sauron comes out from Mordor Gollum Screams, "Smeagol the Lord." Boromir kills Saruman, using a sword All ends bad, as is bad Denethor in his house goes mad, he burns himself and leaves Gondor sad, Bilbo beats the old took, all because of that footpad There is havoc, everywhere Voldemort challenges Sauron to a dare, Voldemort has the Elder wand, Sauron wields the ring and jumps into a pond They duel right there, wand and ring, Sauron things Voldemort's a dumb thing, Sauron wins and Voldemort flees then Sauron boasts about his good deeds harry's happy but Frodo's sad and Bilbo is weeping over his lad, Sams works for Sauron's evil garden, and pippin lives in a barn with a hen thank you, oh paper, This funny poems maker, unfortunately, I didn't write this poem on you, I wrote it on a computer screen, nanana poopoo

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Feb 26, 2017

Feb 26, 2017 at 2:39 AM UTC

jeet-ratadia

Terribly Dumb

Hats and Hooves and Humming Birds, Moulded cheese and strawberry Nerds, Oh, Good Gracious Paper, You are this poems maker, The Lion kills, Gryffindor's dead, the snake bites him, Slytherin lies on the bed, The Raven caws, Ravenclaw is upset The badger has a cold, 'Hufflepuff takes him to the vet." "I am the Lord of the Rings", Says Mr.Frodo Then Sauron comes out from Mordor Gollum Screams, "Smeagol the Lord." Boromir kills Saruman, using a sword All ends bad, as is bad Denethor in his house goes mad, he burns himself and leaves Gondor sad, Bilbo beats the old took, all because of that footpad There is havoc, everywhere Voldemort challenges Sauron to a dare, Voldemort has the Elder wand, Sauron wields the ring and jumps into a pond They duel right there, wand and ring, Sauron things Voldemort's a dumb thing, Sauron wins and Voldemort flees then Sauron boasts about his good deeds harry's happy but Frodo's sad and Bilbo is weeping over his lad, Sams works for Sauron's evil garden, and pippin lives in a barn with a hen thank you, oh paper, This funny poems maker, unfortunately, I didn't write this poem on you, I wrote it on a computer screen, nanana poopoo

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I don't think I belong here. Mom, where'd you go? Dad, don't leave. Little sister, little sister. Deep in my head I stay. Roaming the hills of unwanted thoughts, delving the forests of secret things. Climbing the stories to reach for the sun I almost grasp a star. too late falling falling the story not enough to bear me. falling falling falling I don't think I belong here. I'd rather walk under the leaves of Lothlorien sleep under the light of Evenstar I'd rather die battling Smeagol poor, pitiable old Smeagol I'd rather speak a language no human knows deep in the Chamber of Secrets I'd rather be a Farwalker I'd rather spit at the Snake in Eden I'd rather fly and meet Oromis and Glaedr I'd rather wield a sword against whatever nameless one in what ever half forgotten world born of a dying thought I'd rather be a character to scorn. Where are you, Mom, Dad? Little sister, little sister. I don't think I belong here.

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Mar 27, 2016

Mar 27, 2016 at 3:57 PM UTC

A-C-D-W-Z

extraterrestrial

I don't think I belong here. Mom, where'd you go? Dad, don't leave. Little sister, little sister. Deep in my head I stay. Roaming the hills of unwanted thoughts, delving the forests of secret things. Climbing the stories to reach for the sun I almost grasp a star. too late falling falling the story not enough to bear me. falling falling falling I don't think I belong here. I'd rather walk under the leaves of Lothlorien sleep under the light of Evenstar I'd rather die battling Smeagol poor, pitiable old Smeagol I'd rather speak a language no human knows deep in the Chamber of Secrets I'd rather be a Farwalker I'd rather spit at the Snake in Eden I'd rather fly and meet Oromis and Glaedr I'd rather wield a sword against whatever nameless one in what ever half forgotten world born of a dying thought I'd rather be a character to scorn. Where are you, Mom, Dad? Little sister, little sister. I don't think I belong here.

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Come with me The fellowship is broken Heros have died The twin towers Lay in ash Frodo and me; Me and Smeagol. You me and Amon Amarth Doom or fate Fate or doom Doomed fate or Fated doom? "Still, the future is not set. There is no fate but what we make for ourselves" Ourselves free Still there is a cost Still we are guarded Stilgar the Freman Fear is the mind-killer

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Oct 15, 2023

Oct 15, 2023 at 2:31 PM UTC

jojo-nguyen

Social influencers

Come with me The fellowship is broken Heros have died The twin towers Lay in ash Frodo and me; Me and Smeagol. You me and Amon Amarth Doom or fate Fate or doom Doomed fate or Fated doom? "Still, the future is not set. There is no fate but what we make for ourselves" Ourselves free Still there is a cost Still we are guarded Stilgar the Freman Fear is the mind-killer

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They say if you've found the One. No matter how much pain, You've suffered, You'll still look at them, The way Gollum, Looks at the one ring. You would die for the, One. Battle in wars for the, One. And you would never, Ever, Discard it's worth. I need someone to be my, Ring, Or someone to be my, Gollum, After all, that is life's, Final goal.....

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Feb 18, 2016

Feb 18, 2016 at 4:48 PM UTC

dissipate

Smeagol

They say if you've found the One. No matter how much pain, You've suffered, You'll still look at them, The way Gollum, Looks at the one ring. You would die for the, One. Battle in wars for the, One. And you would never, Ever, Discard it's worth. I need someone to be my, Ring, Or someone to be my, Gollum, After all, that is life's, Final goal.....

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I frolic in the fields of fiction, Since the real world isn't my ideal depiction. Sweep me away to a far off land, Let me embrace an elf maidens shimmering hand. Have dragons fall before my sword, Make armies bow before my horde. Allow me to chase down my shadow to the end of the earth, So I can know what I am truly worth. May I gain my wizards staff, Where I will conjure up whimsical spells so all can laugh. Watch me run my finger down my axe, Making those who oppose me know it is no time to relax. Gandalf and I can puff some smoke, In the midst of festive hobbit folk. I want to soar on the wings of an eagle, That way I wouldn't have to be guided by Smeagol. Move me at the speed of light, Embracing distant love will now be an easy plight. Give me a boat to travel the mighty sea, Don't have the captain be bound by a hefty fee. Me and a dwarf can have a drink, As I give the nearby pretty ladies a welcoming wink. While I'm crossing a bridge I can meet a troll, Eluding his trickery I will retain my soul. All these things and more I wish could take place, However it is realities limitations that I must face. Thankfully I am blessed with an imaginative mind, So the realm of fantasy isn't too hard to find.

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Feb 6, 2017

Feb 6, 2017 at 7:11 AM UTC

Wolfwood

Fields of Fiction

I frolic in the fields of fiction, Since the real world isn't my ideal depiction. Sweep me away to a far off land, Let me embrace an elf maidens shimmering hand. Have dragons fall before my sword, Make armies bow before my horde. Allow me to chase down my shadow to the end of the earth, So I can know what I am truly worth. May I gain my wizards staff, Where I will conjure up whimsical spells so all can laugh. Watch me run my finger down my axe, Making those who oppose me know it is no time to relax. Gandalf and I can puff some smoke, In the midst of festive hobbit folk. I want to soar on the wings of an eagle, That way I wouldn't have to be guided by Smeagol. Move me at the speed of light, Embracing distant love will now be an easy plight. Give me a boat to travel the mighty sea, Don't have the captain be bound by a hefty fee. Me and a dwarf can have a drink, As I give the nearby pretty ladies a welcoming wink. While I'm crossing a bridge I can meet a troll, Eluding his trickery I will retain my soul. All these things and more I wish could take place, However it is realities limitations that I must face. Thankfully I am blessed with an imaginative mind, So the realm of fantasy isn't too hard to find.

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