Tidings of Doom and Gloom by Virtuella

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MEFA 2009 First Place

To the tune of "God Rest You, Merry Gentlemen"




His name is Merry, gentleman of Buckland in the Shire,

Or should I say a gentlehobbit? Anyway: a Squire.

His friends are off to war, but he is not to ride, how dire!

O tidings of gloom and doom and woe, gloom, doom and woe!

O tidings of gloom and doom and woe!

oOo

With this grim prospect he is miffed and sulks with all his might.

But Dernhelm offers him a lift, together they do ride

To fight those pesky orcs that gave poor Gondor such a fright.

O tidings of gloom and doom and woe, gloom, doom and woe!

O tidings of gloom and doom and woe!

oOo

At dawn they see the battlefield, it seems that they are late,

With orcs and trolls and mūmakil and nazgūl at the gate

It looks as if the goodies will surrender to their fate.

O tidings of gloom and doom and woe, gloom, doom and woe!

O tidings of gloom and doom and woe!

oOo

Brave Théoden attacks just as the cockerels awake.

His soldiers battle gallantly, he fells the Crimson Snake.

But Snowmane rolls right over him. He’s dead, for pity’s sake!

O tidings of gloom and doom and woe, gloom, doom and woe!

O tidings of gloom and doom and woe!

oOo

A Ringwraith on his filthy mount approaches now the king,

Invites the beast to snack on him, ‘tis not a pretty thing!

Just how long can that Frodo take to dump the flaming Ring?

O tidings of gloom and doom and woe, gloom, doom and woe!

O tidings of gloom and doom and woe!

oOo

Now hobbits, they are rather short, they’re hardly there at all,

But when it comes down to a fight it’s handy to be small.

So when one hacks your tendons up, you’re sure to roar and bawl.

O tidings of suffering and pain, watering eyes!

O tidings of suffering and pain!

oOo

The nazgūl hovers mightily among the blood and gore.

But Dernhelm takes his helmet off and lo! ‘twas drag she wore!

So she and Merry kill him off, cause that’s what friends are for.

O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy!

O tidings of comfort and joy!


Chapter End Notes:

Written in co-production with my husband. He wanted to have “So when one stabs you in the groin” in the sixth verse, but had to concede that this really didn’t happen in the book.



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