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  • Poetry » Lyrical, Realistic Re: i think, therefore i'm not (dg's diary)

    This poem brings together both good and bad in a students' life. It tells the story of a person who's life was entirely flipped upside down. Everything that they thought ...

    Jan 28, 2018
  • Poetry » Spiritual, Dramatic Re: ​I want to be a Christian

    This poem is a little bit offensive to Christians. I'm not sure if you meant it like that, but that is what I got from this poem. Yes, even if ...

    Jan 27, 2018
  • Poetry » General, General Re: Flower Girl

    This poem is now one of my favorite poems. It has a feel to it. It made me sad and happy at the same time. The poem really reminded me ...

    Jan 27, 2018
  • Poetry » Lyrical, Fantasy Re: A Conversation

    This poem is different than I had expected. It shows what so many people are thinking, and shows what just one person is thinking, at the same time. What many ...

    Jan 27, 2018


It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien