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They were a battle-hardened Race
Due to the ire of a dragon they were displaced
With a boom thunderous and loud
At the Gate, it knocked while they stood proud

The Dragon took their home away
Many a Dwarf we lost on that day
As he looked to the ridge for a sign of hope
The Elves turned their backs and were no help

For many years his thoughts did dwell
On that day when his kingdom fell
He labored smithing in the city of men
To provide a life for his Durin Kin

Years would pass and there he'd be
He would meet Gandalf in the town of Bree
A map and key only known to him
The great Istari deemed a quest to begin

thirteen dwarves assembled to go
In the home of a Hobbit named Bilbo
Off to the east, it was their plan
over the wilds, their journey would span

Given to Him by Gandalf the Grey
this Map they learned spoke of Durins Day
The key presented had a use as well
A door it would open and then there'd be hell

The long awaited day would come
Return he would to the place he was from
Crossing the Mountains they were captured by a foe
Trapped they were with nowhere to go

In the nick of time Gandalf did appear
If he had not arrived there fate would have been severe
Down the Mountain, they all fled
Pursued Now by the Orc of dread

Cornered they were in the trees they fled
As Thorin's fury grew be began to see red
He rose on the trunk with no word said
His only thought he wanted Azog dead

With fierce determination, he ran headlong
for his vengeance, he could not prolong
Before he could strike Azog got the jump
Down to the ground, Thorin fell with a thump

Almost lost him was our fear
But under his breath a spell we could hear
Gandalf returned our King to me
And then on the horizon our home we did see

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