Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| Orlando (aka...the Fancrone Song) |
To the tune of Fernando, by ABBA This is not LotR directly but directly speaks to the Fancrone in us all! |
| Can you hear the screams, Orlando? It wasn’t long ago, another fan-filled night like this. In the flash bulb light Orlando, You were praying to escape and quickly running for your car You could hear the distant squees And sounds of Fancrone cries were coming from afar. They seem closer now Orlando… Every hour that they chase you seems to last eternally You were overwhelmed Orlando They were old and full of spunk and none of them prepared to fly Don’t be ashamed to say the scream of rabid Fancrones almost made you cry. They were hiding on the stairs that night In sheer delight, Orlando They were waiting there for you, you see To share their glee, Orlando Though you never dreamed it’d be like this Do you have regrets? If you had to do the same again Would you, my friend, Orlando? They may be old and grey Orlando, But it’s been only hours since they saw a longbow in your hand. Can you hear the screams of “Orlando!” And still recall that faithful night when PJ told of his plan I can tell it from your face How proud you are to be a part of work that grand… They were hiding on the stairs that night In sheer delight, Orlando They were waiting there for you, you see To share their glee, Orlando Though you never dreamed it’d be like this Do you have regrets? If you had to do the same again Would you, my friend, Orlando? |