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Post by Melian on Apr 21, 2002 15:07:39 GMT -5
not particularly, but i can fallow along on the paino. . . *gets up and walks to paino and begins to play by ear.*
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Post by Melian on May 6, 2002 12:40:10 GMT -5
~~~many days latter~~~
*mel enters and begins to play her gutar, and sing a elfin song of long ago*
O! what are you doing,
And where are you going?
your ponies need shoeing!
the river is flowing!
O! tra-la-la-lally
here down in the vally!
O! what are you seeking,
And where are you making?
the sticks are reeking,
the bannocks are baking!
O! tril-lil-lil-lolly
the vally is jolly,
ha!ha!
O! where are you going
with beards all a-waging?
no knowing, no knowing
what brings mister baggins
and ballin and dwalin
down into the valley
in june
ha!ha!
O! will you be staying,
or will you be flying?
your ponies are straying!
the daylight is dying!
to fly would be folly,
to stay would be jolly
and listen and hark
till the end of the dark
to our tune
ha!ha!
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Post by Gwen Atanono on May 7, 2002 14:16:18 GMT -5
*comes in and starts to practice her singing because she still getting used to doing it again*
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