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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2007 11:02 am
Somewhere Under the Barrow
Somewhere , under the barrow, Fell things sleep; From their tombs cold and narrow Into your dreams they creep.
Somewhere, under a barrow, Spirits wait. Your lives they'll haunt and harrow, Driven by greed and hate.
One day dear Frodo and his friends their paths across the Downs did wend: Disaster! Once separated in the mist their paths began to turn and twist, O please run, faster!!
Somewhere under a barrow Now they lie; If Old Tom doesn't help them They all will surely die.
Come Bombadil, by wind and weed And save them in their time of need, we plead!
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These words are meant to parallel the rhyme and rhythm of Somewhere Over the Rainbow, which for comparison goes like this:
Somewhere, over the rainbow, Way up high, There's a land that I've heard of Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow Skies are blue. And the dreams that you dare to dream Really do come true.
One day I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far Behind me; Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops That's where you'll find me!
Somewhere over the rainbow, Bluebirds fly; Birds fly over the rainbow, Why then O why can't I.
If happy little bluebirds fly Beyond the rainbow, why O why can't I?
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 5:16 am
you wrote that so beautifully! it sounds like it came from one of those really old brilliant poetry books!
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