Gil-Galad
June 24th,2002, 09:16 PM
Heres another poem. Its not very good. Here we go...
A man who walks in the night
A man of unparalleled might
A man who walks in cloak and hood
A man that is often misunderstood
Strider
He walks the forgotten ways
He remembers the forgotten days
He fights evil skilfully
He does it all wilfully
Strider
He was crowned king
And of him the minstrels sing
Thought he sits upon a throne
He is still a man who walks in the night
Strider
A man who walks in the night
A man of unparalleled might
A man who walks in cloak and hood
A man that is often misunderstood
Strider
He walks the forgotten ways
He remembers the forgotten days
He fights evil skilfully
He does it all wilfully
Strider
He was crowned king
And of him the minstrels sing
Thought he sits upon a throne
He is still a man who walks in the night
Strider