Middle Earth, My Friends
The world can
be a sorry place to live in
Fed up with traffic, pollution, crime?
Then head to a land you may have heard of
There you can take delight
in elvish singing
beneath the starry, summer sky
Gaze upon the work of
the dwarves - those masters of stone and rock
Marvel at the powers
of the Istari
Gandalf the White the most powerful wizrard(after the fall of Saruman)
/will introduce us to Radagast the Brown - the wizard most in touch
with animals
We'll view the tall towers of Minas Tirith
Know the pride of the Rohirrim - the horse masters
We must pay a visit to Lothlorien
where Celeborn and his lady Galadriel
hold sway
Yes in deepest dream we'll fly to another world
It's called Middle Earth, my friends
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