[Nimrothiel]

I started the one on the Star Wars site; that is if you went to starwars.com. Rats, (or should that be "pants?") I wanted to do the Barrow-Wight poem. Oh well, *cracks knuckles* I'll take a crack at this.

Three pairs for the Elven-Kings under the mall
Seven for the Dwarf Lords in their halls of pants
Nine for mortal men doomed to pants
One for the Pants Lord on his dark throne.
In the land of OLD MORDOR where the pants lie.
One pair to rule them all,
One pair to find them,
One pair to bring them all,
and by a belt bind them.
In the land of OLD MORDOR where the pants lie.