Ents
When the world was young they walked this earth
Singing songs and full of mirth
Sprung from shoots, come out of the ground,
Once tree herds they were renowned
But these Ents are now no more
Remembered only in ancient lore
For, alas for their sad plight,
The Entwives vanished on dark night
And Fangorn forest where they did dwell
Was attacked by Saruman and other things fell
And gradually through these ages long
Less and less was heard their song
And now our world has come to be
And they are but a memory