phoenixwrite (2012-09-02 20:55:17)

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Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold.

The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hallow halls beneath the fells.

For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gleaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sword.

On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun.

Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
we must away, ere break of dawn,
To claim our long forgotten gold.

should i do the next half?

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Spector (2012-09-02 20:55:43)

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o-o?

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phoenixwrite (2012-09-02 20:58:06)

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it's the song the dwarvs sang in the book "the hobbit"

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phoenixwrite (2012-09-02 21:00:18)

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by J.R.R tolkien

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Spector (2012-09-02 21:01:34)

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Ahhh...

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phoenixwrite (2012-09-02 21:02:37)

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it's a great book to accualy a movie for the book is coming out soon! i can't wait!

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phoenixwrite (2012-09-03 06:28:31)

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bump

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