A Hobbit Dream

A Hobbit Dream by: Earl Schumacker (influence & credits to J.R.R. Tolkien) What’s its gots in its pocketsezzz is here Words slithered from the creature’s mouth Where it dwells alone within the mountain What’s in its pocketsezzz my dear Came again from the unseeing being from total silence Never having contact with another thing before Other than the darkness there It had conversations with itself Explaining speech that seemed a little odd Well within the sealed off world beneath the mountain Something sensed or heard or smelled of someone near As it closed in with slimy skin upon the hobbit Cold, wet, murky flesh fell on the lad Who stumbled into this strange place and company at hand The boy informed the creature it had nothing to fear That he was simply passing through as a visitor down here The entity insisted on the truth What’s in its pocketsezzz it says The hobbit says it’s nothing precious At that he woke up from the sleep With nothing in his pockets The ring still stationed by the drain and sink It must have been a hobbit dream