Belariath

This week's topic is "My Precious", all original Art, Poetry, Stories, and Photography can be entered here. Please come back to comment on your fellow player's work.

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An... unorthodox lover's lament from a familiar cast of characters.

My Precious, So Precious
Oh how I miss the Precious!
The tricksy halfling stole it away,
and now I'm searching night and day,
Not knowing the path nor knowing the way
to retrieve my precious Precious.
Though some believe it's just a Ring,
I'm now quite done with that old thing,
ever since sweet fate did bring,
My now most precious Precious.
For the ring now sought is another class,
Not gold or silver, mithril or brass,
but a finger in a Halfling's Ass,
My precious little Precious.
I saw it in his halfling eyes,
the thing that he could not disguise,
as he thumbed the rim I heard his sighs,
So precious my sweet Precious.
But Sam grew jealous and now they've left,
the fat one full of tricks and theft,
robbing me of the sacred cleft,
of my soft and precious Precious.
So now this world I'm bound to roam,
no time for map nor scroll nor tome,
to find again my squishy home,
Inside my precious's Precious.

SB great portrayal

Vladimir enjoyed your poem immensely!

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