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The Weeping Hobbit, Poetry From 1388-93, Poem One: The Shocked

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“How can it be? For my love to die?

How can it be? And all I can do is mournfully sigh. 

I would have climbed a great hill or fend off many a shrew,

The Beast of Bree

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In mountains cold and forests old,

far away the beast yet roams. 

From whence it came or is to go,

none would dare tell.

 

Many warriors tried to match the beast,

Alas! One by one they fell.

A, Addramyr!

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​Addramyr! A Athramar!

Gilith vi chín lín,

Final March

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We're duty bound,

Ere death knell sound,

We sing our final song,

 

With axe and sword,

Our final chord,

The Story of Mimzi and Trimzi

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Mimzi and Trimzi

The Story of Two Brothers

 

There once was a brother named Mimzi,

His beard was strong and smart,

Dead Man's Marsh

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Dead Man's Marsh

 

Slimy things and smelly scents,

creeped out the swampy land

 

We heard a cry,

Far in the sky,

The Fires of House Windgardens - Three: Knowledge

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Part Three: Knowledge

'What is knowledge?'

A man asked me!

'What is understanding?'

The Fires of House Windgardens; Some Poetry

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OOC: Quintyn, ICly by Jonhyde Harrith Claidewyn

Poetry.

'Nuff said.

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