Elvish Drinking Song

[pheliskougra]

If I had the wings of a vala
I would fly over these high mountains.
They say eldamar is better than valhalla
They have gin in their drinking fountains.
Feanor is a kindly old professor.
He gives out a’s like a saint:
And Galadriel. He used to undress her
‘cause Celeborn. Omniscient he ain’t.
Here’s to Finrod Felagund.
The best barkeep in the world.
He keeps our glasses well filled.
To him are our banners unfurled.
Oh, Elbereth’s a real swinger.
The stories about her are legion.
For more information just ring ‘er.
(no more can I say in this region.)
That vana's naked fana
This elf-lad would like to behold,
but I haven’t asked my mama
and no more beer can I hold.
On Perelandra the Eldar have their binges.
They last about six thousand years.
Their hangovers must knock them off their hinges.
Hey Finrod! Bring us some more beers!
But here I am stuck in valhalla
instead of fabled Valinor:
I’m sitting in Finrod’s bar
drinking my rotgut miruvor.

(tune: nondescript, in lhe key of ecch. Inebriation helpful.)

*runs*

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