Grima's Grisly Mistake
Disclaimer: I own nothing pertaining to Lord of the Rings.
Alas that Grima was so bored,
At least if he had owned a sword,
A trip would cause just him to die,
Instead he blew the tower sky-high.
People say if you play with fire,
The outcome's often rather dire,
But if playing 'round a wizard's powder,
The outcome's often even louder.
Saruman's rocks really go bang,
The noise throughout the country rang,
And Grima winced to hear the sound,
As stones and bodies clattered 'round.
Merry glanced at his happy friend,
"I think the Orcs have met their end.
It's put the Ents out of a job,
To reckon with that rowdy mob."
The lesson to this tragic tale,
Is that it can take two to fail,
When one is holding fire bright,
And the other's holding dynamite.