Journey - a very short poem that summerizes the Lord of the Rings

Journey

Let us go then, you and me,
To bloody battlefield;
To vents of sulfur smoke
To side of stewards yield.

Let us go then, you and me,
Travel with wizards and kings,
Far from our country folk
On the quest of rings.

Let us then, you and me
Trick our way from slaver's dread
To the shepherd of the hills
And then to tower fly ahead.

Let us then, you and me
Through the stinky marshlands go;
Sting fat spider, heel sly slinker,
To the crack all-alone.

Let us then, you and me,
Gather at the white city.
Where hailed as princes still
Then, all changed
Return
To Underhill

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