Now this is a story all about how 
My life got flipped, turned upside down
 Now I’d like to take a minute and tell you the lore
Of how I became the king of a realm called Gondor
In the realm of Arnor born and raised
In the forest where I spent most of my days
Chillin’ out maxin’, relaxin’ in Bree  
My friends, some hobbits, were drinking with me
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight 
And my friends as well
I said, “ We better get out of here and get to Rivendell!”
I called my party, “now that it’s all clear. 
We better get a move on. Its time to disappear.”
If anything I can say wed be dead for sure
I thought, “Nah, forget it, yo homes! To Gondor!”
We pulled up to the castle around 7 or 8
And I yelled to Denethor 
“Yo homes smell ya later!”
I looked at my kindom after the great war
Now I can sit on my throne as the king of Gondor. 

                                                                     -Aragorn out.✌(◕‿-)✌