Thread: Beorn and the beorningars
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Of poems he was quite fond
He also ran threads
Before going to bed
To help out the folks "Across The Pond"
From burning waste to nether shores
He passed in haste through golden doors
And came at last to Silver walls
and entered Gondor's pride of Halls
To Minas Tirth which never falls.
Until at last he councelled then
To seek aid from the northern Men
The Horsemen from the plains of gold
And ask that they fulfill of old
The oath that Cirion once said
Till sun should fade and moon be dead.
Theoden then rode with speed
Flying to the Men at need
Then he did the greatest deeds
Of the Household that he leads
He fell then in that battle told
And minstrels sing of him of old
'Son of Thengel the ever-gold'
Who lies now deep in tomb a-cold.
Eomer became then King
And harpers often sing of him
'Free from evil and of sin
leader of the northern kin'
He turned his horse to Edoras
Through flowing grass he came at last
To Meduseld the Golden Hall
Slightly north of Mountain Wall.
Anyway perhaps these poems are better off in the poem thread?
Ps: I have never been good at poetry so doubtless to one of Meneldur's caliber it swill seem quite unbecoming.
No, although Elven I may be, limericks are just about the highest caliber I can attain LOL!
a WISE GUY
Most elves are just "wise", but I'm more of a "wise guy"
Ohhhhh a WISE GUY, eh? Nyuk nyuk nyuk!
When he did Nycuck nyuck nyuck! I think it's trying to think of someone hitting another's person's head and it's hollow, which means that there's no brain in there.Oh smilie smile for the Camera that's it, nice smilie, nice smilie, want a drink?? How was it? Want a Cofee?? Sorry, added a bit too much caffeine there. You don't know what's caffeine? Well you'll learn later.
Of course there is no PROOF of this in the books but who needs proof?