The Ballad of Frodo Baggins

Submitted by Aredhel Írissë on Sat, 05/24/2014 - 20:31

***So, has anyone here ever heard the crazy song called the Ballad of Bilbo Baggins???
Well, then for those who haven't, here it is:

So, yesterday I was cleaning up the living room, and thinking about the above song, when I got the idea to write the Ballad of Frodo Baggins. So, here it is, to the same tune as the Ballad of Bilbo Baggins.***


An Absurd Collection of Poems

Submitted by Maddi on Tue, 09/11/2012 - 06:49

My Family

My house is full of nuts,
But I’m the klutiest klutz.

My sister drives me up the wall,
My brother, gee, he’s the craziest
Of all!

My dad’s a worrywart,
My mum’s the cheery sort,
And my twin is the one always in court.

What a funny family are we;
But I love my great, big family!

Woe to Me,

Woe to me, I am so excessively tired
Because my last dentist
Appointment has expired.

An Introduction

Submitted by Kyleigh on Tue, 09/28/2010 - 08:46

When I was with Anna this summer, we stayed up very early playing Apples to Apples. We thought it would be fun to write down the cards everyone got and create a story character off of them. This is the introduction for the story. I don't really know where this is going, it just is.
Anna is Genevieve, and I am Barney... based off of the cards we won. ;)

An Introduction

Once upon a time there were five people – all were from different places, yet they were destined to meet on a fateful day in London.

The Nonsense Poet, 21-25

Submitted by Anna on Mon, 05/03/2010 - 20:30

Lily white, her crown of snow
In curving light her petals grow.
Bird in flight sees her below,
Moved by sight of such a glow.

22. Spring
First won't look like much
but it smells and sounds and feels
like coming alive

“I hope you dance,” whispered Moira
To Neal at their very first ball
“Sweet lass!” he said as he kissed her
They were wed before the next fall.
“I hope you dance,” Cora’s brother
Teased as he saw her big chance
But the man who made eyes at his sister

Of Apricots

Submitted by Julie on Wed, 02/17/2010 - 16:30


I am an Apricot In an ApricotPie And lest you forget, I’ll now explain why Apples are for school And teachers’ goodbyes But ‘Apricots are strange ‘ --A fact I belie— Does it really matter As long as we try?   People are confused And tell Apricot lies “They can’t grow well there, Won’t be strong and spry,” But our Apricot juice Is not running dry Sweet and delicious, An endless supply   I am an Apricot In this ApricotPie

Doofenshmirtz on Teenagers: A Musing for Phineas and Ferb Fans

Submitted by Anna on Thu, 09/17/2009 - 21:20


Note: It’s more fun if you read it out loud in his voice.

Dr. Heinz Doofenschmirtz on the subject of teenagers:

The problem with teenagers is that they never talk to their parents. My daughter Vanessa will not even look at me when she talks. I made an Eye-ContactInator Ray but then it… misfired… and it was like awkward. And even then all Vanessa said was, "You’re staring at me… it’s weird. Give me three guesses. Perry. The." And I [lied], "Why no. No it wasn’t." So she rolled her eyes and I was back to the drawing board.