Lord Of The Rings Poem by kat springs

Aragorn climbing the Caradras Mountains,
Boring Narsil,
Climbing forward into the Misty Mountains,
Dodging snowflakes left and right,
Excreting his foot prints here and there,
Forcing his way up the steep slope,
Gimli along side bearing his great axe,
Hobbits not far behind struggling with their little legs,
In deep snow forcing their way through,
Just can't make it through all the snow,
Keep stopping they will never get there,
Leaving the hobbits behind,
Mordor in sight,
No one wants to go,
Orodruin is on fire no stop, endlessly,
Pushing their way to shelter,
Quivering in their sleep,
Rivendell lay in their dreams,
Sleep over powers them,
Thinking of a plan to defeat Sarumon,
Unfinished business in Isengard,
Vanishing with the ring,
Waking up later in the night,
Xenophobic hobbits shaking like a leaf,
Yellow sun light never shines in Morodr,
Zeroing in on the enemy.