Well, here I am! Yayness for you… ,_, Well like the summary says, I don’t even rememebr how many are here – I just wrote them. And I apologise if the formatting is a bit messed up – I’m still experimenting with it to be honest. Anyways… Enjoy!

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Rohan

Rolling plains of gold and green,

Mighty halls afar are seen,

Their horses fair,

Not to compare,

Valiant men through the ages they’ve been.

Mirkwood

The Last Royal Family dwelleth here,

Where shadows have been drawing near,

The forest green,

By evil seized –

Shall the price for freedom be dear?

Minas Tirith

White towers in the morning sun,

Seven levels to overcome,

Silver trumpets ringing clear,

Calling home all who are near,

Some day a King returning to their throne.

Rivendell

Tumbling waters pouring down,

Elven singing all around,

The Evenstar,

Clear from afar,

Her brothers making trouble abound.

Fangorn Forest

More ancient than the Elven Halls,

Still standing while their holding falls,

Older than skies,

Within it lies,

Deep secrets, it will always stand tall.

Legolas

Elven Prince from woodland land,

Swift to laugh yet fell with hand,

Sunlit hair,

Elven fair,

As golden as the beaches sand.

Mordor

Darkened skies defy the light,

Casting land in ever night,

No hope lives on,

All good is gone,

All cowers in the mountains might.

Gondor

Between the mountains and the sea,

It stands defiant, fighting free,

Front line of war,

It’s ever bourn,

The brunt of Sauron’s malignity.

The Shire

A farming land yet free from toil,

With gentle folk and well tilled soil,

With rivers, fields,

And harvest yields,

And merriment and good friends loyal.

Faramir

Brother to him who was killed,

His wise mind yet in battle skilled,

A valiant man,

Doing what he can,

To earn respect from his father still.

Shadowfax

Silver as the morning dew,

Old and yet a spirit new,

Wild and fey,

Yet came the day,

He was tamed by wizard whose ways he knew.

Brego

A coat of deepest auburn red,

His first master now lieth dead,

A war horse brave,

Saved from watery grave

Lord Aragorn; from then by lord was lead.

Asfaloth

Elven steed from Rivendell,

Where his mistress Arwen dwells,

Saved at the Ford,

Arwen with her sword,

Frodo from the Nazgul fell.

Paths of the Dead

None have walked that path for long,

Beneath the mountain; what goes on?

The old men’s ghosts,

Who failed their oath,

Yet linger while Isildur is gone.

The Grey Havens

The furthest refuge in Middle Earth,

Where the fair folk leave the land of their birth,

White ships like swans,

Depart ever on,

Leaving mortal lands with little mirth.

Isengard

The tower black stands strong and tall,

A place for stargazing before its fall,

Saruman’s fort,

His battle fought,

He sinks to darkness, his prison stall.

Boromir

A warrior brave and a loyal heart;

Yet the Ring corrupted him from the start.

Could not withstand,

Without golden band;

He was felled in battle by blackened darts.

Elrond

As Half-Elven known, and healer famed,

His refuge lasting through the age;

A wise, fair mind,

With love inside,

Aragorn he held as a son and raised.

Gollum

A creature withered, tortured, old,

When he stole the Ring his soul he sold,

Ever yearning for the Precious,

A hunger greater than all measures,

Yet his part in the tale would for ages be told.

Sauron

The Deceiver of all Middle Earth;

Though not evil from his birth,

The Rings he commands,

With vice like arms,

Though the One he holds above all worth.

Denethor

Once a man both great and wise,

Who saw wide and far with piercing eyes;

Fallen to madness,

Driven by sadness,

Upon the flaming pyre he died.

Théoden

An aged old King of a mighty land,

Who suffered greatly at Saruman’s hand;

To battle rode he,

Restored and free,

Snowmane proved his bane in the end.

Prince Imrahil

From Dol Amroth the fair he rode,

With five hundred knights upon the road;

To Gondor’s aid,

Foremost he came,

A Prince and soldier, not overly bold.

Pippen

Nor more a mere hobbit from the Shire;

For now his perils grow ever dire;

In Gondor’s hour,

He found his power,

And saved Lord Faramir from his pyre.

Merry

More courageous than song could ever tell,

Renowned for the creature he aided to fell,

Yet a hobbit still,

Though the Witch King was killed,

And with pipe and weed he mastered well.