Shameful Short Verse
Bad Writing by Old Toby
Entish Marching Song:
Hrooom hurrrum we come with doom
to sweep them clean without a broom;
the orcs and dreadful Uruk-hai
we'll trash them all and watch them die!
Hrooom burrrum we'll flood the place
and drown them all without a trace;
and Isengard will fall at last,
their fate is set, the die is cast!
Hrooom hurrrum, hoom hom, hoom hey!
Here come the Ents! Make way! Make way!