And handed the Ent a dark red rose
To thank him for his dance

The lion said, "When will my next chance
To see you dance come?"

The Ent then raised a lowly thumb http://forum.barrowdowns.com/ubb/icons/icon14.gif
And vanished into the forest green

"That was mean!"
Cried the lion in sadness.

But soon he found endless gladness
As an entish conga line marched from the gloom

But they chanted an ancient song of Doom
Telling of how the lions would soon be dead

And how this particular lion would lose his head!
So the lion scampered away in fright

Until he saw what looked like a shining light
But it turned out to be Sauron's big red eye

"Meat!!" roared the lion and jumped on high,
for he was nearsighted and not very bright

And he leapt into the burning red light.
He burst into flames when he hit Sauron's fires

Which Denethor admired as much as his pyres
And he wrote in his diary about his discovery

"That living flesh cooks well bound or unbound
and my son whom I hate may receive such a fate

If he fails to satisfactorily satiate
My undying hunger for torches and candles.

And yet I fear all of the terrible scandals
That the press will print about all of this

And all who read will be full of bliss,
From seeing their Steward on fire.

Then he had a thought most dire!
What he was writing made no sense!

So to satisfy his conscience,
He drenched the journal in oil.

Yet the Ent's blood* began to boil
For the paper was made of trees



*Or their equivalent

that wood be sap :P
 

So he sent his pollen to make Denethor sneeze
and put the fire out, staying Faramir's fate

But Denethor then became very irate
And he took up torch and ax and attacked the ents

But twelve sabre-weildingHaradrim came out of their tents
That no-one had seen till that very moment

They greased their blades with poison potent
And chased Denethor from the ents in wrath

Who fell then into a large and jelly-filled bath
But the Orcs were eating it and were mad

But Faramir was in fact quite glad.
It cheered him to see his father pursued

Yet the steward's anger grew to a feud
Which caused him to leap over the city wall

But that was the movie where he had a great fall
and all the steward's horses and all the steward's men

Couldn't write it all down with Denethor's weird pen*
Which meant it was forgotten and all were sad


* :p

So Denethor found himself no longer mad,
ensconced in the Halls of Mandos; except

When poor old sad Nienna wept
And the Halls were flooded with her tears

Denethor climbed to high ground, overcome almost by his fears,
But the Halls were flushed empty by some unknown gadget

And Mandos, with Melkor, made a bet
Over the amount of water in the hall

And so began a titanic brawl
When Melkor lost the expensive bet

which placed him deep in Mandos' debt;
Feanor was the referee as they stomped and tumbled

Yet at Melkor, he sourly grumbled
Recalling what the dark one stole

And took the first chance to achieve his goal:
He called a foul and disqualified Melkor

But Melkor attempted to ignore
Feanor's biased, vengeful declarations

Unaware that Feanor's real intentions
were to annex the Halls and kick Mandos out

But Mandos had a teapot, short and stout,
Which he swung at Feanor's face and teeth

But Feanor deftly ducked underneath;
Melkor used the distraction to give such a kick