The Return of the Ring
Rugged room of like cavern, mountain.
Beneath is a stream of hot fluid.
Sole soak the Lord of the rings can bleed.
A meteorite quiet fountain.
Hot golden lava slowly strickles;
Behold, floats Gollum the monstrous ghoul.
To the volcano's bluff, it fast crawls.
At last, came and flaming fright bristles.
Before, like princely film, in air, hoofs.
Hole gate of Mordok to interfuse.
Volcano's chamber choked to peruse.
Lava ripples as the mist storms soft.
Now, Gollum reels with a nova, sonic.
Strikes the vale about, corpses quicken.
An army grows of ressurection.
Orc bones and rotten flesh- demonic.
Copyright © Eufemio Basada | Year Posted 2007
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