Sunday, October 20, 2013


To pass a law
is much the same
as a how-de-do
in Old Entish.

Don't be hasty
Let the moss grow thick
on your curling (t)wig
My Lord Chief Justice.

As syllables roll
and rumble, bark
and so bite
into paper.

Drink deep
of your ent-draught
Let the ink
grow you tall.

When in time, hammer falls
on the crime-walls
of Isengard.
Hoom, hom!

"Deciding what to do does not take Ents so long as going over all the facts and events that they have to make up their minds about. Still, it is no use denying, we shall be here a long time yet." - Fangorn.

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