LEGOLAS
I'm a bishonen, that's easy to see
Now listen, I'm gonna talk a bit about me
I lived in Mirkwood
And, with a smirk, would
Walk around, being myself
Naturally, 'cause I'm an elf
And the prettiest one there ever will be!
One day I get a summons down to Rivendell
Where all of those nutty half-elves dwell
The Council starts to fight
But it ends all right
So now the thing is to take the ring
And with it all of evil we will dispel.
The next day, we got to cross a snowy pass
But I'd forgotten that, alas
Don't you know?
They can't walk on snow
So we got to turn back, retrace the track
Then I notice that Strider has a really great…face.
That night we aim to go through the mines
Although Gandalf wasn't thinking along those lines
We fight some orcs
(Whatta bunch of dorks)
The wizard dies, Frodo cries
And we escape from the deep confines.
As me and the Fellowship troop through the wood
I'm shooting off my arrows like an archer should
When what the hell?
Galadriel
Telling us that as a plus
To help us she'd do ev'rything she could.
We paddle down the river, fight some Uruk-Hai
That dolt Boromir has to go and die
The Hobbits split
We mourn a bit
I grab my quiver, we leave the river
'Cause we ain't gonna leave the kids high and dry