Parsifal Progresses Nicely



Across five continents and many Islands, seas and oceans, the search goes on for Truth, Meaning and Inspiration. With God as The Head and God the Person to Find, The quest for the alluding proof of Jesus Christ and the mysterious twist to the tale of reaching The Wisdom of Self Actualization continues, for it is the heart and personality of people, that it is their answer in attaining of the information, knowledge and reason, for what it is to be life in their being. Please try and consider the world like this as Parsifal sees it and as you progress to yet another level where the world is a beautiful place and where The Earth is our home but the unknown holds the key. Space is the undiscovered Universe which Astronomers know only a little, but with many photos we need "The Universities" to unlock the timeless distances that separate us from the edge of infinity where eternity is but a lifetime and a breath away. Then try and enjoy the world the way Parsifal sees it, that we may each know how to be in the royal "Kingdom of God", as God shows us and explains through Parsifal's eyes what beautiful places we all do have to live in. Then enjoy and take up the challenge to discover the truth of contenment, well being and peace of mind, with the love of abundant satisfaction in dwelling.


In this new book I plan to use medieval places.With ancient medi-evil cultures there are many mystical and mysterious places where artifacts and symbolic representations are sought for collecting by Parsifal and His Likes which as in Camelot with King Arthur for example, there as a typical mythical place where Parsifal might of sought the Grail and The Round Table may represent an office business discussion group today on what it actually means to this. I will also give you the ideas of consideration on a Chapter Titled, Royalty that will base as a foundation for this book and lead and draw to represent the people cultures of medieval days and the attractions of the places they elude to and symbolize.Parsifal, the knight and castle, with the rules of chivalry as a modern approach to principles like honesty, loyalty and courtesy, which lead to the heavenly kingdom of royalty and royalties, will come and be multiplied as they are applied and remain the principles of rules and regulations of life and the structure of the monarchy with Kings and Queens, Princes and Princesses. Along with the order of the knights, chivalry with the loves and passions of romances, the poor from the pour, with rains from reigns and famine and education of helping in the productuion of agriculture. It is subsistance history and it's relation to the stability of weather patterns of modern day global change and climate control in economic management of ecological environmental understanding in handling of physical food production and it is spiritually in poetry, distribution of resources, for hygenic reasons and manufacturing. The real and on going contentment then becomes modern day reality and the rational realization of relativity between the past and the future, to be really understanding where the actual picture and perception of time is in present days from medieval relevance to the perserverance of production of literatrure and the systematic replication and recurrence of things. To the pertanent ideas from the establishment of historic documents, to discovering and the government of the ageless, timeless possibilities of a geographical world and the future ages of space exploration and the continual continuity of flowing passages of possibilities of poetical procedure. Then the literary reminder and the occurences of rewards for reading and writing in the new spiritual sensation and generation of flowing words and the rhymatic path of poetical developement for the enhancement and enchantment of living and loving literature. This is also for the dynamic creation of the furtherment of ideas and the general creative understanding of where generational and geneological repercussions self originate. Then so in the correct organisation and the pertanency with what relative relationships are in this, discover the poetic reality as it is actually created out of for the work and the depth of meaning and understanding that instructs, leads and teaches in the continuation of the saga and course of Parsifal on his quest for healing of the mind of schizophrenia and what he needs to write for cohesion and rationality of stable mind and the satisfaction, for the knowing of perfect peace. Do enjoy this my next new book Parsifal Progresses Nicely as it unfolds and envolves for your reading entertainment and proven thorough relaxation in the enjoyment of expanding the unseen and visible meanings. Darel.



1 In School

In school and learning what life is about,

To go out into the world and experience;

What the treasures of life hold for you,

To understand the best that God has in school.


We try and understand wisdom in life,

But learning is about science, math and geography;

History, English and how to establish ourselves.

To live and to know, work and to grow.


In school we learn all the good things of what life is about,

To go out into the world and put them into practice;

Our teachers are taught to teach us the right way,

That we may learn how to live in the proper way.


The beautiful world holds so many treasures outside school doors,

But while in scool we must study and learn information and knowledge;

To acquire us a taste of the brilliance of life,

To understand and know what beautiful things life holds.


God is like the principal, instructing and guiding our way,

To the place of creation of each and new precious day;

With the hope to be held in leaving to get work,

Or studying at university for a degree in the arts of life.


So now as we get set to leave school and go out into the world,

God grants us a blessing in all that we have learnt;

After twelve or so years at school all is accomplished,

That the seasons and directions of life are superflous.



New Students

2 The Pub and Club

Out for a night on the town for a few drinks,

The Pub or The Club has a lot of night life attractions;

With bands and good food for delightful enjoyment,

Being careful to drive home under the limit.


With pokies and gaming and all sorts of live music,

The beauty is finiding a girl to take home with you;

Love and perfection of all the good things,

Things of enjoyment and loves lost in time.


Lets eat Italian or Asian or maybe the roast,

All the good food under the sun and a day at the beach.

Clubs and Pubs celebrate good food with wine, beer and spirits,

A mix of well know drinks for you to consume.


An life is like that, feeling free and careless,

Enjoying the good times and life and all is superflous;

The best is yet to come when you win the $20,000 raffle,

Or maybe a new car to drive home alive.


The atmosphere is real life and happiness is left lingering around,

All enjoying a good time and loniless lingering;

For the best is yet to come in a world of good taste,

And the Club has the menu and the food not to waste.


Now as the night comes to an end and you have a new found friend,

Take her home safely and enjoy getting to know;

Her love and personality that you met when you were out.

For all the good of God in celebarting life out and around.



All enjoyment.


3 The Pill Alchemist

This is the story of the pill Alchemist

For tablets for highness and well being;

Peace potions and love mixtures,

For those who dwell in dreaming.


God knows the right answers to life,

But we think we know besta nd need correction;

With pills for the head or heart or whatever,

Curing the brain and healing the ails.


It is a chemical mixture of medice everllasting,

Everafter the sickness and untill things seem clear;

Where mind, body and spirit are a doctors gain,

For the self taught who know best but need a drug.


Now the answer to life is in fact a pill,

To go to sleep in bliss and heaven;

To wake up the next day and it was all a dream,

For medicine is peace and plenty of pleasure.


Now for those indulge in the niceties and goodness of life,

I am afraid that life is full of denials and staying out of strife;

God bless you headache with a pain killer,

As you take a drug from the alchemist for longetivity.


Now I am not going to get into medicine men and witch doctors,

For the alchemist is a medieval pharamist for knights and damsels;

But God is good and kind to those who do right,

And stay on the right track and don't need a doctor.



The Right Doctor


4 Drama and Plays

Parsifal was a Wagner reproduction on stage.

In fact there is many plays on the stage;

Where lights and props are entertaining,

And actors are at home with their leading lady.


In fact drama is creativity of the clasical kind,

Where the cast and crew are depicting a story of life anew;

Where reality is a replica of of what is unreal,

And people are happy and dreaming with sex appeal.


Each one plays their part in the reproduction,

To lead and portray a character and their depiction;

Personalities lead what the audience desires,

And God gets the glory and the curtain comes down.


The beauty is in the message and meaning,

That the play desires to put across in the theatre to see;

Then we all consume the nature of the day,

As we understand the difference between life and the stage.


With sets and props and scenery,

With extras and the leading characters,

From the crowd standing behind,

To the story and the songs that the lead characters sing.


Now as the stage curtain comes down for the finalle,

The actors take a bow and flowers for the leading lady;

The whole cast takes the stage and the encore arrives.

For the parting final parting curtain of days gone by.



You can bring the curtain down.

5 The Church Choir

The choir stands in awe of God,

As the hymns are sung in magesty and rise to His throne.

With a chorus of angels, the music hits the roof,

Where heaven is a painted ceiling in colours living proof.


The tenors and sopranos rise to hit the notes,

While the base and contralos with baratones go deep;

With harmonies blending to form the glorious choir,

Singers are singing like angels in all heavens glory.


Then we have the hymns to give the glory to God,

Where the heavens sing in unison of all the earths desires;

And the choir worships at the footstool of God,

Descending and ascending in prayers cresendo.


Now as Amazing Grace or How Great Thou Art,

Are offered up to the congregation to hear;

God sits there on His thrown In Heaven,

Glorying in the worship of His magesty.


The cathedral and the orchestra or organ and the church,

Sing praises and glory to magnify the Lord;

Giving al the kings priveliges to heaven on high,

As he reigns in perfect solitude of mercy and grace.


Now the choirs sings the chords of the glory of the heavens,

The audience in awe at the presence of Gods glory;

We praise and magnify the Lord in continual adoration,

As we accept the invitation to stand at the end of the choirs magnification.



A host of heavenly angels.


6 Cathedral Art

From The Cisteen Chapel to the other cathedrals of Europe,

Where Van Gough and Di Vinci are pictured by their work,

Where steyned glass windows talk of Christs coming,

And depict the hidden meaning of what life is about.


From medieval palaces to Gothic arts of love,

Where Barougue richness in extravegences are ornated there;

And Romanesque and Byzantynium are achitectural geniuses,

For many a tourist visitor to pass through and enjoy.


Where beauty is the painting of a thousand meanings,

Created for the pleasure of all the world to see;

God in all His glory depicted in the art,

Of what is the heart of love in glorious colour above.


We try and struggle to imagine what it is all about,

With reds and greens and blues and yellows;

All echoing the love of God above,

To hear His following footsteps to preach the words of love.


Then as we take to heart the mesage from all the wisdom,

As all the goodness of God is leading back to His heart of love,

We hear the music sound by the art there on the wall,

Reflecting in our own hearts the joy we see in Him.


Now the glory is in creation of the depictibng meaning of the art,

Where hope and eternal magesty are placed back in our hearts;

With beauty to invisage left upon our minds,

We wonder in the awe of art and God then leads us back again.



God Blessed.

7 Statues and Statutes

Law and abiding citizens are what we require,

Statues for the famous and statutes they acquired;

Maintaining and refering to things that make right,

To live and love this land in life we all desire.


The earth turns and moves and statues and statutes are in place,

For the constitution to work we need men that hold their grace;

To uphold the right and keep the law true for the land,

Means that we maintain the standard of dignity to be grand.


All who come and go, try to leave their mark,

That they may leave behind a legacy to those they did impart;

If you are lucky and have worked your way to the top,

Then God may give you a statue to help us remember what you've done.


The government works hard to enforce and keep the laws,

Changing rules and regulations to keep up to date and sure.

The statutes are the law this government hands out,

To maintain the right of authority over people doing wrong.


Well if you now have earned your right,

And earn't a statue to be remembered by,

As you were a governor or primeminister or king,

That taught the right and learnt how to do the thing.


So where this poem and story ends is another place to live,

To go onto into glory and show a new generation how to give;

For its what you have got in life that lets you tell and teach,

That the God who lives in heaven through His minister will preach.



To God be The Glory.


8 The Land Council


We all here try on earth to put a puiece of property to our name,

The land council is the governing body that everybody seems to blame;

But laws are menat to guiide us down the old forgotton track,

Of love and peace and virtue of having something we don't lack.


The ancient owners are custodians of what were good and gold,

The native title of our countries heritage of, from what has been of old;

Now each and everyone of us want something to call our own,

That oneday to our children we will give them what we owe.


The pristine beauty of our nation is called to give account,

For the stewardship of the squatters who want big bank accounts;

And God holds true in glory, dishing out and up what he has,

For he held the keys of hell and death and gave us what he had.


Its hard work here on earth attaining our own piece of land,

The land council complains a bit and they want us to give it back;

While enjoying reinforcing what they call the right to own,

To make sure that the custodians don't take the land to their grave.


Now I want to say a little more on what it costs to pay,

That by the sweat of your brow, you have had to pay all day,

And through the years down in history, God has got the tax,

Of what was spent to make this land and money was what was meant.


So it seems that it could be heaven, having your own eternal plot,

With the cash you had to save and nearly spent the lot;

To buy this piece of dirt and to clean out all the sin,

That you may build a house to live in and say that you did win.



Is it yours for keeps?

9 Houses and Homes

Buld me a house and home said the Lord unto his subject,

That I may live a long long time enduring all the objects;

Houses and homes are the places we make to say that they are ours,

With many dilligent labours of love and just as many hours.


Home sweet home is the place to be and say that this is mine,

Living, loving and enjoying life, where its fit to wine and dine;

Well the weather we do this or whether we do that, will depend upon the wife,

Who wipes the sink and sits down to eat at night and say if this is right.


As trees grow in freedom of effort to make timber for our houses,

So the nails make money for our home to live in and feed our mouths;

From the north unto the south and the east as to the west,

Life is worth the wait for our houses to be our homes for all that's best.


So the dwelling that we live in, whether home unit or house,

The counting of the cost was the price that paid the way;

For to pay for all the houses, you need suburbs rich and right,

For the rarities of owning all the good things you delight.


Now the kingdom is found in God's house where he one day calls us home.

A place with many rooms and a roof as high as Rome;

While until then He nourishes us and blesses us with all we do desire,

To feed the hungry and the starving and the poor who do enquire.


So from now until the end of time, eternity awaits,

For the truth of all the problems and all the earthly rates;

For when we finally get it right and pay for our requirements,

The lights from the universe send their light unto the properties real weights.



We must get it right.


10 The Jesters Poem Written

11 Harp and Song Written

12 The Town People

The town people frolick and play within the walls,

Gathering sticks for a fire to cook a meal;

Woman and children in the village town,

Delighting in gaiety to eat and drink.


The medieval time period was one that fought,

For damsels and maidens by a knight escort;

The joust and sword fight won hearts delight,

As Kings rode off and conquered the night.


Now with the humble township of village people,

With a church in the centre and a spire and steeple;

Shops and stalls with vegetables and meat,

All waiting for otyhers to buy and eat.


The jester danced for the king and queen,

The poet wrote and the piper play the flute;

The cobbler made and mended the broken shoe,

The village scene a picture true.


The people laughed and scorned each other,

As someone pitch hay and another scuffled;

The fire was hot under the bellows near the blacksmiths anvil,

As the horse was shoed, weapons forged and the armour plated.


Then amidst the gaiety of frolick and play,

The jestor laughed and played all day;

God grant us peace from the neighbouring castle,

As the world as then and there, was market gardens.



The village idiot.


13 The Rule and Reign

The king and queen do rule and reign,

Upon the land and castles plain;

The times of chivalry are firey hot,

As lands are challenged by what they have got.


As each knight rode with squire on quest,

To see the king and ask to be blessed;

A humble honour upon these knights request,

To do the bidding of the monarchy's best.


With power and might he did take each breath,

The king whose pride was challenged by bride;

To be worshiped in honour and in his rule to abide,

To reign in wisdom over the creatures side.


The dragon lay at dooms day door,

To be slayed by he who drew the sword;

For whoever had the power to kill,

That ghastly devil would reign until.


Now people laugh and people joke,

At what they see in the towns old folk;

The king would tell and lay down the law,

For all to abide by or there would be one more chore.


The less the looked and laughed at he,

The longer they would live into eternity;

The king who could take off a persons head,

Would act in fatih over the people lead.



To rule and reign.

14 Jousting

The crowd are in the grandstand,

With King and Queen in the middle;

The knight chooses a horse and lance,

The rides to one end of the cource.


Both knights now in position,

To charge at and dismount each other;

As they clash together and one rider falls,

Then the other rider wins and dismounts.


This is joustiing and it is not finished yet,

For they charge each other with a drawn sword;

To try and kill one another,

To claim the prize of the waiting princess.


Thes second round starts and then,

They go through the process again;

To get to the final of who is left to stand,

We have another victory at hand.


Then both winning riders take to their end,

The position is that only one can win;

They clash in the middle and their is a broken lance,

As that clash and deflection broke in chance.


They select another lance and charge once again,

This time both riders are off on the ground;

With swords drawn sharply they are quick to defend,

As one attacks a bit earlier and he has the win.


Now the king is there waiting to award the prize,

Of his darling princess daughter to he who survives;

The jester laughs at the dead and the queen takes his head,

The princess then marries the prince who won the joust.



A dashing win.

15 On A Quest

Parsifal is on a quest to find the holy grail,

Not sure what it involves or what it entails;

But he rides out across hill and valley and plain,

Insearch of this thing for life it contains.


On a quest for the truth and right to hold high,

This cup of that held Christ's blood in spirit and light;

It could be in a grave or cave or castle,

But he has to find meaning and knowledge in wisdom first,


You see he has to prove himself worthy of this artifact to have,

But showing courage and intelligence in seeking what is lost;

The cource is a narrow one of meandering life,

The road and the walk of travelling sharp.


Now he comes across the fisher king who says he has the cup,

The holy grail of Israel and at last the search is up.

He looks to the ehavens that leads fto the sky,

And sees the fisher kings castle away up there on high.


They climb the miountain together to get to the top,

And enter in to the throne room, where he keeps the cup;

Parsifal drinks from the grail and erternal life is empowered,

With wisdom truth and knowledge that it did impart.


The quest now over and the search for meaning now true.

The knight becomes king and the fisher king dies;

Parsifal now king of the castle and sits to drink from the cup,

Each day with his queen by his side and rules with greatness



The quest is ended.

16 The Squire

The humble squire was at his side on the quest he rode,

To attend the needs of the knight and sword to draw there;

He also attends the horse when the knight dismounts,

After travelling vale and mountainside on his winding rides.


The squire is the cup bearer and attends to every need,

Like baker or butcher, the squire is drawn near;

Riding into town and through the village edge,

He asks permission to draw the bridge at the catsle edge.


Never a more loyal servant and folk hero to bestow,

So faithful in every perserverance and indulgence of the knight;

The squire the personal slave if you like,

To attend the knights every whim and need.


Never would he turn on him and in his life it did depend,

A trusting and freindly soul whose love was all untold;

To learn the trade and life of the knight;

The squire one day to be knight himself.


This is how the tail of Parsifal started,

As a squire unto the knight Lancelot;

A squire named persival now named Parsifal,

A kight is is own right who owns the sword excalibur.


Lancelot has been defeted and has died in battle,

And Parsifal has killed the conqueror of his master,

To be become king one day of the castle,

After he finds the holy grail.



Now he reigns.

17 Village Romance

Fools reign and rule in paradise,

Parsifal is one of those who succumbs to this folly,

Women loving and willing when he is drunk and silly,

To indulge in the pleasures of kights rivalry.


But wise is he to their plot and plan,

And chooses one wisely to live with and marry;

Chivalry is an honour which a knight must bestow,

To live wisely and shrewdly and rightfully maintain.


The village however is full of romantic idiots,

Who love to be frivolous and play and frolick;

Getting drunk in there indulgences and play around,

With women in village romances of fun and games.


They laugh all day and make love all night,

And many a fool is taken in his plight,

By the sweet loving smell of a mwoman around,

Drawn near by her kisses and loving jouviality.


They mess and play around till the cows are fed,

Rolling and rooting on an old fashioned bed,

Parsifal the knight to rule and reign,

Is not taken to fancy by this refrain.


His love is a true love of one fashioed to heart,

A woman of virtuality and honour in true love;

The village romances go on forever in  playing around

But parsifal with his true love in romance as king and queen.



The rightful reign.

8 The Countryside

It is a pretty countryside of flowering meadow,

Of flowing stream and trickling fountain;

Running down the mountain side.

With valley and vale of honour and delight.


Pastures green and fields of blue,

With mountain scenes and glorious hue;

Skies of wild wide open places,

The sun shining through in golden light.


With lakes and rivers that sit and run,

A world of love and glorious fun,

A heavenly place for knight to live,

Day by day with great delight.


As horse drinks from the frsh cool stream,

And rider, rides past in moonlit dreams;

The beauty of the coutryside is almost ever perfect,

As the grey clouds roll in from sunlit dawnings.


Now this heavenly place upon which knight has to ride,

Is like the place of utopia called paradise;

This is the brilliant beautiful countryside of love,

That all is well and comes from heaven above.



The fight was hell.


19 Excalibur

20 The Chalice

21 The Armour

22 The Knights Temple

23 The Abbeys

24 St. Michel

25 Cathedrals

26 Castles


28 The Monarchy

29 Treason And Caution Written

30 Happier and Harder

When things get tough we have to do it harder,

To be happier and higher in the hopeful joy of love;

For heaven is the harbour of peace and grace,

Where to be happier its harder and more to do with space.


Happier and harder, do the two so meet,

Where heaven and hell, forever fight to see;

In times of life, one may well wonder,

What on earth there is to eat.


Happier and harder is the right to be in love,

To experience the paradise of God in awe above;

How beautiful is the majesty of patience and persistance,

Where the earth turns around in the space of heavenly love.


Harder and happier is the aim of peace on earth,

Where one must work to make and keep;

The things we want to hold onto and be,

For the kingdoms heavenly delight is the blessing of God,


Now the joy of answered prayer is made in heaven,

A love that passes all and seems to answer things;

So to be happier and harder, we must work for that,

To experience the heaven of our works worth having.


Harder and happier is hard to be happy with,

But with the dedicated doing in the love of work,

We can see what we are aiming for and enjoy,

By enduring all the mercy and grace we employ.



Reaching utopia.

31 Tradition

32 Formalities

33 Conservatism

34 Charity Written

35 Inulgence

Indulgence is the opposite of denial,

That lets us have all we want;

With freedom or without care,

For the rich that twitch a grinning ear.


Is it good for us to have all we want?

Anytime we like at whatever price to pay;

Indulging in the things that make our hearts glad,

As if we were not meant to be bad or mad.


Whatever you want has a cost to pay,

But with indulgence you might not know when to stop;

For having everything you want all the time,

Is not as precious as denial and the pain.


Sufferring is a gift from God,

To let us know that He holds the key,

To all the wisdom and beauty of his heavenly majesty,

Where indulgence punishment is hell for anything.


Then the magnifigance if the rationing of pacing yourself,

With the right of patient perserverance;

And the glorious indulence delight,

Of the self sacrifical love of brilliant light.


The goodness of indulence is the blessing to be full,

When all your desires are answered in kingdoms time,

When the judgement between the rich and poor,

Are met in all the time of fairnesses prayer and care.



An even yoke.

36 Finesse Written

37 Protocol

38 Etiquette

39 The Banquette


40 Faith Forever Written

41 Believe The Best Written

42 The Passion Of Love Written

43 Hoping For A High Written

44 The Big Question Written

45 All The Answers

46 Always Ask First

47 Seek Out Why 

48 Please and Thank You

49 God Knows All


50 The Birds and The Bees Written

51 Life on The Farm Written

52 Country Songs Written

53 A Poem For Dreaming Written

54 Water Is As Sweet As Life Written

55 Mountains Always Rise Written

56 The River To The Right And Left Written

57 It All Falls Together Written

58 It's Raining Again Written

59 The Beauty Of The Moment Written

60 Nothing Written

Bonus Poems

Follow the star and fall in love

Follow the star and fall in love,
For the place that he calls us high above;
And where people and things all turn in time,
And I am her sweetheart and she is as mine.

And so I ask you Lord which way do I turn,
When deep inside me my heart does burn;
And he leads me and says to me what do I say,
To the girl that I dream of such a long way away.

So follow that star that travels so far,
To that place far away where your love is that star;
And all that does matter is falling in love,
To that place that I dream of with rainbows above.

And shall I but ask lord just only once again,
Just one more time lord to give me a friend;
Someone who is kind and gentle inside,
To live with me forever and then be my bride.
For I love you dear beloved and in you I trust,
That true love is a lot more, than just beauty and lust;
And I know in my heart lord that you really care,
That you lord have the answer in your heart with prayer.
And all that I dream of is true love that is real,
In a heart that is passionate and does care and feel;
For you Lord are my love just waiting to happen,
That miracle that you Lord have perfectly fashioned.


Once pencilled down

Frodo's Party

Armed with a ring and a sword, which is a thing with a sting,

Called Sting, after the dragon Smaug and the dragons treasure hord;

He plans to take his hobbit friends on another party adventure,

And the foolish little hobbits get drunk on the idea at the mention.


They must cross the Elven Forrest and cross the dwarves stone bridge,

To the mountains in The East, where the dragon flys to terror;

And breathes his burning breath upon the tiny little villager,

Who forever dread the threat and are in constant fear of Smaug.


So they reach the River Elrond and cross the dwarves stone bridge,

And run into anothern party of Orgs and dispatch the little things,

They reach The Black Brumby Inn where Bilbo use to love to laugh,

And play their little ditties, while dancing a jig on the bar room table,


The evil Lord Sauron has taken the task to get the treasure himself,

Who was not destroyed, when the ivisible ring in the cracks of doom was destroyed;

And they have heard that the dragon has an artifact called a portable hole,

Which coming from the Shire atracts The Hobbits to hide in the little homes.


So as they leave The Black Brumbies Inn on their short legged little ponies,

Another forrest leads them in where the Ents hide and do come near;

Now they have the Ents support and The Giant Eagle Rocks take them across.

To the Eastern Mountains, where the search for the dragon and his treasure start.


Well as they arrive in the area, the dragon Smaug meets them in their path,

And Frodo draws sting, his sword and the battle is fierce and with loss;

Sam Gamgee, cops a burning andfrom the fiery breath and darkens black.

As the night comes upon them and Smaug has won the batlle back.


But now the courage of the hobbit party, has renewed, as day dawns tomorrow,

When they find a secret passage and a tunnel cave down to the treasure;

It is a wet and damp dark passage place, which leads them to the hord,

And then as if by magic they find the portable hole by a lucky fluke.


Frodo places his hand on the wall and he nearly falls right through it,

And ends up stepping right through the hole into the room beyond;

This room is filled with pieces of gold and sparkling gems and stones.

With a crown Frodo sees and tries to take and laugh and wear it home,


But now Smaug has smelt the little strangers, trying to steal his hord,

And Frodo rushes straight at him, fearing not to die and thrust his sword;

For great is the heart of this mighty little Hobbit, who has taken the portable hole,

Then he throws the hole on the ground and jumps throygh and pulls it in.


He finds out how and works out away to move the hole along underground,

And comes up behind the dragon and catches him by surprise with Sting;

He takes a deep breath an dthen he dashes forth and dives at The Dragon Smaug,

As his sword is thrust into the heart of the dragon Smaug and purple blood comes out.


So Frodo and his faithful party of four have all the riches they need,

They load their little ponies with treasure up to go home to their Shire and celebrate;

They travel long and hard through the night and the next day they are home,

Where Frodo throws a party for his friends and they get drunk again.


Now the portable hole is in Frodo's pocket and has started to consume him,

Then Gandalf comes to survey the dragon hord, the biggest treasure you've ever seen;

The parties party is spoiled by one who has returned to get his hole,

Like the ring Frodo destroyed, The Portable Hole was Gollums and he wants it back.


We'll Leave It There


I have already written the idea, but there is something more to say.
It all depends on how I wrote and the write of the written way;
You see the right of the written idea is, to tell people what you mean,
And that means that you meant it and that something else meant to me.

The written idea is one of literacy, where literature can be read,
That by the style and mean of your writing, the written idea is lead;
It means expressing what you are saying, by what you're thinking in your head,
And that is an understanding of what you have done and want to do and read.
The written idea is for reading and understanding what I try to mean.
Seeing that I am expressing myself clearly and keeping things clean;
For it's nice to earn something, as you all well know yourself,
If you are a reader like me, the written idea is sitting on the shelf.
The written idea is now half written and well I might as well go all the way,
As I have nothing much better to do than to read and write all day;
The weather is kind of grey and it seems that black and white is OK,
But the whether I mind or you mind that, is something left to say.
The written idea is something you must have faith in, at the end of the day,
When it is all written down to read and you wonder where is the way;
It goes wherever it wants and to whoever will want to sit down and read,
Now the future is the promise that the written idea has time to lead.
I have nearly gotten to the bottom of what the written to be read,
And it is all right for you to read and the written idea to be;
As when you write something about the written idea to read,
It is best left for someone else to read and write the written idea and lead.


Another Reader.