[ Tolkien ] The March Of The Ents

        
From the highest winding branch          
down to the deepest gnarled root          
and furthermost wavering leaf        
         
the decision is moot          
         
Moot moot moot moot          
Moot moot moot moot        
         
Here no more for ourselves          
we are off to help the Little Ones          
and Men and Dwarves and Elves          
Having endured many moons and suns          
         
dating back to ages ancient          
in this constantly changing world          
our existence becoming rapidly spent          
       
Coming now with leaves unfurled          
         
we are Ent          
         
Moot moot moot moot          
Moot moot moot moot        
         
The wrath to avenge our planted          
friends of acorn, nut, and seed          
---take it not lightly, nor for granted          
as we move with little speed          
         
And though we may be hewn of every limb;          
from biting axes, sap may bleed          
Tell the wizard we've come for him          
       
a warning he should seriously heed:          
         
we are Ent          
         
Moot moot moot moot          
Moot moot moot moot        
         
From Fangorn we march, drawing near          
to tear apart and smash and rent      
the largest cog, the smallest gear!          
Accursed, black stone monument!          
         
Spells from Isengard may be our demise          
Flood every trench, shaft and vent!          
Drive out Saruman once White and wise          
       
To Sauron let this message be sent ...        
         
we are Ent          
         
Moot moot moot moot          
Moot moot moot moot