Underhill

chez Bombadil, the mossy roof is tight
no horrors trespass in his ancient halls
no Nazgûl terrorize his guests at night
no draught slips through his windows or his walls
a world apart that's innocent of war
no dragons, wizards, oliphaunts, or king
idyllic vision of a world before
a rebel Maia thought to forge a ring
commencement comes too soon, he must be bold
the respite's not as safe as it would seem
so Frodo rides back out into the cold
the hero must awaken from the dream
the Iv'ry Tower's strength is in insight
but sends its student body out to fight