HMS Legolas
3. The Elven Prince Named Legolas
My Thranduil Muse has returned, and lets just say, he was none too pleased about my recent filks. As he put it, I have "degraded Legolas from a fierce Elven warrior to an object of lustful fantasies." Yeah, well, be glad my filks aren't about you, Elf King. You're a hot little piece of elf in your own right.
*ducks under carven wooden staff aimed at head*
Ok, Thrandy...this one's for you...
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FANGIRLS.
The Elven Prince named Legolas,
Tra la,
Has captured our hearts, he’s so fine.
As we merrily filk and we sing,
Tra la,
We’d love to have with him a fling,
Tra la,
And drink with him Dorwinion wine,
And drink with him Dorwinion wine,
And that's what we mean when we all say en mass
We welcome a tryst with the Elf Legolas.
Tra la la la la,
Tra la la la la,
A tryst with the Elf Legolas.
Tra la la la la,
Tra la la la la,
Tra la la la la la!
THRANDUIL.
The Elven Prince named Legolas,
Tra la,
Is valiant and stalwart and bold.
The warrior son of a king,
Tra la,
He won’t be adulterating,
Tra la,
With legions of fangirls untold,
With legions of fangirls untold;
I hope you don’t think I am evil or crass,
When I say, "don’t bother my son Legolas."
Tra la la la la,
Tra la la la la,
Don’t bother my son Legolas.
Tra la la la la,
Tra la la la la,
Tra la la la la la!
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Orignal Lyrics: The Flowers That Bloom In The Spring from The Mikado
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