Short, moody thoughts about things passing and remaining.
I wrote a poem in the dust
But lost it to a sudden gust.
From blades of grass I sewed some pants
But they were ripped apart by ants.
From plywood I built me a house
But it was chewed down by a mouse.
A ship I built all from spaghetti
A wave tore it to mere confetti.
How can I make a thing to last
In a time that changes fast?
Only Tolkien's words will stay
So go to book stores, buy and pay.
Is it a good, difficult or bad day to read Tolkien?
Choose your zodiac sign:
A comprehensive collection of short truths from J.R.R. Tolkien's life, and the many wonders and miracles he bestowed upon the world. Put together and published here for the first time!
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