I decided to summarize selected chapters of the Fellowship of the Ring in the style of one of my favorite poets, Ogden Nash, of "Shake, shake, shake the bottle, None'll come and then a lot'll" fame, his wonderful tribute to ketchup. Done for the hobbit_ficathon challenge to depict an incident from the books in the style of another writer.
A LONG EXPECTED PARTY
Farewell speeches are fine.
Just leave the wine.
THE OLD FOREST
Itís not wise to make a pillow
Out of Old Man Willow.
AT THE SIGN OF THE PRANCING PONY
If you want folks to think youíre stable,
Do not dance upon the table.
And if you would avoid a frown,
Donít vanish when you hit the ground.
THE COUNCIL OF ELROND
Some folks think this chapterís boring,
Because there is no fighting or magic or sex ( of which there is none to be spoken of anywhere else in the book, either, so thatís beside the point) and so it leaves them snoring.
But when you consider that it covers four thousand eight hundred and fifty nine and three quarters years of history,
That itís not even more boring is a mystery.
THE RING GOES SOUTH
Journeys can be very uncomfortable and depressing when having to walk the whole way there, and one thing can be told:
Climbing mountains is cold.
And gets one no closer to the destination;
Why bother? Thereís no explanation.
Perch with Elves among the trees,
Feeling every wayward breeze.
Take your time, no need to run.
Time flies when youíre having fun.
THE BREAKING OF THE FELLOWSHIP
Carrying around a Ring of power can be very depressing,
Especially when with your friendís mind it is messing.
Go on the lam.
But donít forget Sam.
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