Ode to Sting

by Bob King ©2003

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It shines bright
At orcs in the night
It’s mighty in even the smallest hand

Passed down from one generation to the next
No, its not Narsil but you’ve seen it before

Found in the mountains
With goblins who died
Used to fight a dragon
And then put aside

Cut through the web
And wounded the spider
Persuaded the creature
To lead two to Mordor

A companion to The Ring
They call it Sting.