There is a land called Mirkwood,
Where dark and fare things are.
Spiders, Elves, and other things dwell,
Perhaps it’s safer in Rivendell.
It’s dark and stuffy,
No light comes through.
But remember when you’re there,
That there is more news.
The Woodland Elves will take you in,
Unless you were a dwarf,
But there hearts a kind,
I should define.
And it’s better to be a perisoner,
So in conclusion,
I must say,
Mirkwood isn’t that bad a place,
You even find Legolas.
The dead marhes through the eyes of a child who witnessed it. Though it may be your initial reponse, please keep in mind that it is not based off any real characture from Lord of the Rings. I made this one all up. Please comment.