A/N I came up with the idea for this story in school. I had to read several poems aloud in Literature (one of which was The Snow-Storm by Emerson); my brother and I both decided that this was one bad piece of poetry. So I thought I’d give it to Pippin.

I’ve only changed one word in it. When Pippin says "marble wreathes" it’s supposed to be "Parian wreaths," but since they no doubt didn’t know what a Parian wreath was, I decided to change it.

artificer - a skillful worker

mauger - in spite of

Parian - marble; Parso was an island in the Mediterranean noted for its beautiful marble.