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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

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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