The Master – Tom Bombadil

by Nov 22, 2002Poetry

In the Old Forest,
Its dark paths leap,
To Old Man Willow
Singing of sweet sleep.

Only one commands
That Old Man Willow.
His name it be
Fair, Tom Bombadillo.

He leaps along paths
Singing quite merry
And to him is bound
Fair maiden Goldberry.

To four lost hobbits
He is a merry fellow
In a bright blue jacket
And boots of yellow

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