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A Little Ditty
"Gil-galad was a Possum King
Of him the banjos sadly sing
The last whose realm was dark and still
With lots of fruit and good road-kill.
His tail was long and prehensile,
His hiss was sharp when he got riled,
The countless stars of heaven’s land
Were mirrored in his garbage can.
But long ago he crawled away
And where he dwells now none can say
For he got run over one dark night
By a pick-up truck with one headlight."
- Goldbirch, from a post at The Keep, expanding on a piece of my doggerel.
There’s a long middling-length story behind it involving two sisters, a realistic stuffed animal opossum, and pg. 209-210 of The Fellowship of the Ring.
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It is amazing and I can’t believe I almost forgot about it.
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