There's the pestilential nuisances who try to get you killed--
And pesky cobblers whether meat or fruit filled--
And people who are leaders and try to raise a cheer--
They fill me with great fear, they fill me with great fear--
But my dearest boy - I'll leave him off the list--
I know that he'll be missed, I know that he'll be missed
CHORUS. She's got 'em on the list--she's got 'em on the list;
And they'll none of 'em be missed--they'll none of
'em be missed.
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“But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.”
Christopher Tolkien, Requiescat in pace
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