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Sappho

by Druid Squirrel

At midnight

When the mines are
bright with flaming
demons falling straight down

the wizard manages
a final whisper:
fly you fools!

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We put a scroll about the boat
with this inscription:

This is the body of brave
Boromir who with the Followship's
mission unfinished, was led
into Iluvatar's Timeless Halls.

And he being far from home, his
companions took their blades
to slay, in memory of him,
many Uruk-Hai.

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And their feet move

Relentlessly, as hairy
feet of Hobbit girls
danced once around a

giant oak, crushing
a circle in the flowering
grass of the Shire meadow.

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Awed by her splendor

mortals near the Elf-queen
tremble in their love
and despair

for she
is beautiful and terrible
as the morning and the night.

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Elbereth

Is the most
beautiful
of all Valar

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You know the place; then

Leave Rivendell and come to us
waiting where the Shire is
pleasantest, by Hobbit holes

beloved to you; elevenses
smokes on the barbecue, cold
beer and spice wine are served

in the shade of an ancient oak
and satiated Hobbits with
full bellies drift down

into deep sleep; in meadows
where Hobbits have grown plump
among spring flowers, pipeweed

scents the air. Gandalf! Grey One!
Fill our clay cups with wizardry
stirred into apple wine.

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Yes, it is precioussss

But come, Hobbitses, need
you trouble yourselveses
so much on a Ring?

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Evil as you are

Death will finish
you; afterwards no
one will fear

or obey you: you
will hold no power
over Middle Earth

Your essence will
dissolve and you
will writhe among
the indistinct dead
when I destroy
the One Ring.

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In memory

of Boromir, a steward,
his comrade Legolas placed

here a cloven horn and sword:
tokens of an untimely death.