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Soooo .... anybody else a big fan of lotr? 
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In the Elven Land of Lothlorien
Paul Ellsworth
In the Elven land of Lothlorien,
The grass and trees are ever green;
Naught but sogns of birds can be heard,
In the Elven land of Lothlorien.
In the Elven land of Lothlorien,
The land is long in song;
With beautiful voices the elves do sing,
In the Elven land of Lothlorien.
In the Elven land of Lothlorien,
Evil is chased afar!
Evildoers flee and are ne'er to be seen,
In the Elven land of Lothlorien.
In the Elven land of Lothlorien,
Galadriel is the elven Queen;
She keeps the land with a magic ring,
In the Elven land of Lothlorien.
In the Elven land of Lothlorien,
Sorrows brought are soon forgot;
And happiness does it bring,
In the Elven land of Lothlorien.
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Tom Bombadil, Yellow and Blue
Paul Ellsworth
Old Man Willow, open up now;
Tom Bombadil is here for Merry!
Quickly now, out you go;
Why were you caught, tell me how!
What are you up to, who is he,
But come and dine, you with me!
Goldberry shall prepare
A glorious meal,
Fit for kings, and it's no eel:
So come and see, pull up a chair.
You shall sleep here,
And there and anywhere;
You'll sleep deep,
Without a single care.
Sleep well and goodnight,
Don't let the barrow wights bite!
Awake, 'tis morning,
And you must be going;
Away to Bree,
Do not linger, hurry!
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Lament for Gandalf,
Me
Oh gray wanderer, friend of all,
We mourn your loss, we mourn your fall;
We remember your face, your beard, and grace,
How you were short, and yet so tall.
Your eyes of piercing,
That mind of yours, always searching;
We remember these, and call with pleading,
Yet alas! we are still mourning.
You fought to the last
And saved your friends;
Did your best to fulfill the quest
Like a servant that Eru sends.
Your final stand, 'twas on the bridge,
Narrow it was, and was of stone;
It was there you fell, with the foe,
Giving your last command in a desperate tone.
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In the Elven Land of Lothlorien
Paul Ellsworth
In the Elven land of Lothlorien,
The grass and trees are ever green;
Naught but sogns of birds can be heard,
In the Elven land of Lothlorien.
In the Elven land of Lothlorien,
The land is long in song;
With beautiful voices the elves do sing,
In the Elven land of Lothlorien.
In the Elven land of Lothlorien,
Evil is chased afar!
Evildoers flee and are ne'er to be seen,
In the Elven land of Lothlorien.
In the Elven land of Lothlorien,
Galadriel is the elven Queen;
She keeps the land with a magic ring,
In the Elven land of Lothlorien.
In the Elven land of Lothlorien,
Sorrows brought are soon forgot;
And happiness does it bring,
In the Elven land of Lothlorien.
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Tom Bombadil, Yellow and Blue
Paul Ellsworth
Old Man Willow, open up now;
Tom Bombadil is here for Merry!
Quickly now, out you go;
Why were you caught, tell me how!
What are you up to, who is he,
But come and dine, you with me!
Goldberry shall prepare
A glorious meal,
Fit for kings, and it's no eel:
So come and see, pull up a chair.
You shall sleep here,
And there and anywhere;
You'll sleep deep,
Without a single care.
Sleep well and goodnight,
Don't let the barrow wights bite!
Awake, 'tis morning,
And you must be going;
Away to Bree,
Do not linger, hurry!
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Lament for Gandalf,
Me
Oh gray wanderer, friend of all,
We mourn your loss, we mourn your fall;
We remember your face, your beard, and grace,
How you were short, and yet so tall.
Your eyes of piercing,
That mind of yours, always searching;
We remember these, and call with pleading,
Yet alas! we are still mourning.
You fought to the last
And saved your friends;
Did your best to fulfill the quest
Like a servant that Eru sends.
Your final stand, 'twas on the bridge,
Narrow it was, and was of stone;
It was there you fell, with the foe,
Giving your last command in a desperate tone.