the pencil poems

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A Hobbit Song

Sweet fair Lady of the Ring!
Where does your damsel head lie?
Your voice is sweet and heart is kind
Echoing deep of lovely mystery

Lovely sultry Lady of the Ring!
The folds of your garment drape
Over hills and valleys low
Terrain of my mind’s consummation
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