Smaug's Fall

Look down upon the heaps of gold

And seek what you desire.

Someone came; someone bold:

A hobbit from the Shire.

He came one day and took from you

A precious golden cup.

But you could spot it, wonderful you.

Your chalices did not add up.

And so, you waited for the unknown thief.

With one eye open you watched for him—

Your careful little sneak.

Then you found him, though could not see,

For he was invisible to thee.

He spoke in riddles; he told you lies,

Though he could not fool your eyes.

But for all your glory, all your wonder,

You could not make out his smell.

He knew your secret; he saw your weakness,

You realized as you fell.

If only you had been more careful

All would have been well.