Here's a little drabble, just to keep you entertained.

Disclaimer- don't own Lord of The rings, any of the chrarters, names... etc. If I did, why would I be wirting LOTR fanfiction?


Old Man Willow

Old man willow wheres a silly old grin,

while he sings his strange old hym.

His face is set within the bark,

his eyes are small and ever dark.

He lies by a pool on waters edge,

through the trees and bruned down hedge.

The old grey willow and his dark green leaves.

Lie benath his shady eaves?

See what happens, oh look a crack!

Swallows you up, with a great snap!

But sing the right tune and he'll leave you alone

He'll drift back in daze leaving you to roam.

Eating dirt, drinking deep,

sipping water, gone to sleep.


yes.. maybe that was a little odd, but I've had it stuck in my head for awhile... this is the part in the book when Merry, Pippin, Frodo and Sam are going through the old forest and they meet Tom. The guy with yellow boots or something like that...