Some Random Hobbit Poem

[dannyalexandar11764 11]

A small person who is very jolly maybe his name is molley?

 

As I rhyme I am running out of time.

 

This Hobbit is a fella who drinks a lot of stella.

 

They get drunk and have to bunk on a bench, this might look hench or as the cool kids say these days it might look 'dench' but being stuck in a trench isn't my idea of being french.

 

This poem may not make sense i'm just a man with a piece of ham trying to rhyme words.

 

So the hobbit goes to his burrow with a lot of sorrow and cries he soon dies.

 

liek ef u crie evrytimxxx

 

-ps perhaps I am trying to get back to the community and join the unity of great people I will become the steeple for you are the church made of birch. 

 

Sincerely Danny AKA Johnny AKA Alex AKA Martin AKA Hobbit 

[DefinitelyKnot 4]

Very random. *approved*

[Elad™ 560]

Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.