Tallic's Ramblings

Discussion in 'Stories & Tales' started by Tallic, Jan 30, 2012.

  1. Tallic Member

    Ever since I met all of you lovely hobbits, i've been greatly inspired by all the songs, poetry and tales that i've heard. They certainly are the best that have passed through this hobbits ears anyways.
    Some say they pass through one ear and out the other as I can be a little absent minded, but that's by the by.
    What i'm trying to get to is, i've been inspired so much that I decided awhile back to pick up the old quill and try me hand at writing me own works of art, or at the least something mildly entertaining.
    You may have heard me singing or telling tales or poems, but incase you missed any or would like to take a look at me humble work, I thought i'd stick 'em on the noticeboard.

    I hope you enjoy them

    Tallic
  2. Tallic Member

    Poem:

    An Ode To Old Bloodtusk

    In the woods over Archet way,
    There lived a fearsome Bristlehide,
    Of all the boars, he was much stronger,
    But Old Bloodtusk is there no longer.

    The wolves nearby at Bronwe's Folly,
    Were scared to leave the walls that sheltered,
    Now they roam, far and yonder,
    As Old Bloodtusk scares them no longer.

    Still boars live down by the hollow,
    By the stream they forage and wallow,
    But their lives are filled with sorrow,
    As Old Bloodtusk they no longer follow.

    Although all feared those four sharp tusks,
    And armour-like hide, so hard to pierce,
    Many folk now do sadly ponder,
    Just why Old Bloodtusk is there no longer.


    This is partly inspired by the theatre at Winterhome that always fails to perform An Ode To Old Bloodtusk.
    I just thought the old fella deserved his own poem.
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  3. Tallic Member

    Song:

    Good Old Bilbo Baggins

    There came knocking one day
    At old Bilbo's door
    Gandalf The Grey and thirteen dwarves
    Of he went far away
    To seek fortune and fame
    And recover a dwarven treasure hoard
    A fierce dragon standing tall
    Was guarding over it all
    What a fix he'd gotten in
    But he got back to Bag End
    With vast treasures to spend
    That good old Bilbo Baggins

    Aged eleventy one
    Bilbo planned a day of fun
    Everyone was invited to his party
    Fireworks lit up the night
    Coloured red, green and white
    Then a grand feast did begin
    A long speech he then told
    About tales of old
    Then he had an announcement
    To everyone's great surprise
    He disappeared infront of their eyes
    That good old Bilbo Baggins

    He's now now gone far away
    No one's seen him since that day
    They say he's off on another adventure
    The Shire's a much sadder place
    Without Bilbo's smiling face
    How we miss listening to his tales
    The stories he told
    Of dragons, goblins and trolls
    Are sure to be never forgotten
    There's one thing that is true
    We all miss that mad old fool
    That good old Bilbo Baggins


    This is one of my favourite songs to sing, and I can often be heard singing it.
    Obviously inspired by the adventures of The Shire's most famous hobbit Bilbo Baggins.
    And best sung to 'The Irish Rover' (The Pogues and various other artists).
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  4. Lina Chief

    Yay fer songs and poems! I have always enjoyed listening to yer works in Michel Delving Square, so it is grand that yer post them here.

    I hope we get all the rest too over time!
  5. Tallic Member

    Song:

    Baking A Crust

    I'm baking a crust, for my evening pie
    But what to use for a filling?
    I just don't know
    Savory or sweet, I can't make up my mind
    What to use for a filling
    I just don't know

    Well I guess it doesn't matter there's no wrong or right
    If it's a tasty bite
    Then it'll be fine
    Coney, steak and kidney
    Apples, mushrooms, bilberry
    Too much choice for one hobbit to decide
    So i'm standing here, scratching my chin
    Wondering what to use for a filling
    I just don't know

    Well I guess it doesn't matter there's no wrong or right
    If it's a tasty bite
    Then it'll be fine
    Chicken, tater, strawberry
    Onion, leek, blueberry
    There's only one solution I can find
    I'll just have to bake, all of the pies
    And choose what to eat in the morning
    That's what i'll do

    I'm baking my pies and I just can't wait
    To taste them all in the morning
    I just can't wait

    I'm baking my pies and I just can't wait
    To taste them all in the morning
    Oh what a treat


    That was me first attempt at songwriting and I performed it first at our aniversary party last year in front of what seemed like half The Shire. This is a jolly little tune, but it's one I don't play very often anymore. A rare treat some might say, though i'm sure others say thank goodness for that.

    OOC
    The tune is Fixing A Hole (The Beatles) I do generally try to stay clear of well known pop music, but i find some of The Beatles quirky songs fit nicely into The Shire.
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  6. Lully Member

    A lovely, growing songbook, Tallic!

    Keep writing them.
  7. Tibba Voluntary Assistant Chief

    I am also hoping we will get the rest as well, Master Tallic. I am always full of regret that I don't get much chance to hear your poems and tunes, I like them very much. Perhaps you would consider playing a tune or reciting a poem at kin meetings, assuming time allows?
  8. Tallic Member

    Song:

    The Merry Stroll

    The night being dark and very cold
    I took myself on a merry stroll
    Took myself on a merry stroll
    To The Bird And Baby Inn
    Three mugs I had of Blagrove's Brown
    The room was spinning round and around
    I told old Blagrove, nay no more
    And staggered out through the door

    Outside the night was very cold
    I continued on my merry stroll
    Continued on my merry stroll
    To The Ivy Bush, Hobbiton
    A cider, mead then a frothy pint
    Made me feel quite faint and blurred my sight
    I told old Hereward, nay no more
    And staggered out through the door

    Outside the night was very cold
    I continued on my merry stroll
    Continued on my merry stroll
    To The Green Dragon, Bywater
    A flagon of wine, dry and red
    Caused a great thumping in my head
    I told old Barmy, nay no more
    And staggered out through the door

    Outside the night was very cold
    I continued on my merry stroll
    Continued on my merry stroll
    To The Floating Log, Frogmorton
    A pint and a half of Toad's Tongue Ale
    Made my face turn ghostly pale
    I told old Ponto, nay no more
    And staggered out through the door

    Outside the night was very cold
    I continued on my merry stroll
    Continued on my merry stroll
    To The Golden Perch Inn
    A glass or two of Brandy Wine
    And I was feeling far from fine
    I told old Gunderic, nay no more
    And staggered out through the door

    Outside the night was very cold
    I continued on my merry stroll
    Continued on my merry stroll
    All the way to The Plough And Stars
    A Wooly-Foot Stout was my last drink
    By this time I could barely think
    I told old Halson, nay no more
    And staggered out through the door

    Outside the dawn was rising fast
    I tried to head for home at last
    Tried to head for home at last
    My eyes too blurred to see
    A voice told me inside my head
    You'd best sleep by this Inn instead
    I told myself, i'd drink no more
    As I passed out against the door

    Those of you who have taken part with The Inn League tasks, will I'm sure relate to this song.

    OOC:
    Sung to Hi For The Beggarman, trad folk song.
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  9. Tallic Member

    Song:

    The Bad Hunter

    Laki the hunter
    In a northern land he dwells
    He hunts to feed his family
    But it never turns out well
    It's a land that's white with snow
    And is permanently cold
    Laki's skill is questionable
    But his bravery untold
    For three long months, he practiced with his sword
    For three months, with his bow

    Laki the hunter
    Went off to hunt a bear
    The big sharp teeth and deadly claws
    Held for him little fear
    He pulled out his sword and bow
    And hung them by his side
    But the bear it bit his behind
    And took away his pride
    For three long months, he was standing
    For three months, he couldn't use a chair

    Laki the hunter
    Was fishing in the bay
    Hoping to catch a whopper
    That had eluded him all day
    His trusty rod in one hand
    His fish basket beside
    The great fish jumped out and bit his hand
    Then swam off with the tide
    For three long months, his hand was bandaged
    For three months, he couldn't cast his line

    Laki the hunter
    Spied piekko's all around
    Fearsome beasts, that stand on two legs
    And beat upon the ground
    He charged them in a frenzy
    He thought he'd get the lot
    One of the brutes stomped on his foot
    He was rooted to the spot
    For three long months, he walked with a limp
    For three months, he hopped around

    Laki the hunter
    The most famous in the land
    His tales of woe and courage
    At evening times are grand
    He tells them to his tribesmen
    All laugh and smile in glee
    They shower him with gifts and food
    That's how he feeds his family
    Laki the bad hunter, three months he needs to rest
    Laki the bad hunter, of Forochel

    Anyone who attended Miss Akelay's Ice Fishing trip, will no doubt remember this odd chap.

    OOC
    Sung to The Bold Soldier (folk song)
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  10. Lina Chief

    Haha, yes, that were some feller. Should have named himself Loki *giggles*
  11. Rowana Voluntary Assistant Chief (Semi-retired)

    Wonderful work Tallic, I was delighted to hear the reading of The Bad Hunter last night after the kin meeting.
  12. Tibba Voluntary Assistant Chief

    My, that song sure brought back the evening and that tall fellow with his string of mishaps! *giggles*

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