Throwing Stones

I throw stones! I usually keep a few in my pockets, but if I need to, I can pick up some larger ones and throw them a distance. For that latter, I am in my 'true' form of course. Sauron used to be my favourite target, Mairon, then the fallen Maia. I was as a gnat, constantly buzzing in his ear. Great though he thought himself, there were times when he ran. I knew it was a dangerous game I played, but someone needed to remind him from time to time. 

(A fling stanes! A usually keep a few in ma pooches, but gin A need tae, A can pick up some bigger yin an fling them a fair distance. For that last bit, A’m in ma ‘true’ form, o course. Sauron wis ma favourite target, Mairon first, then the fallen Maia. A wis like a midge, aye buzzin in his lug. Great as he thocht himsel, there were times he ran. A kent it wis a dangerous gem A wis playin, but somebody needed tae remind him noo and again.)