Holes go ever ever on,

Over cock and under tree,

By cheeks where never sun has shone,

Piss streams that never find the sea;

Over loads by winter sown,

And through the merry poppers of June,

Over ass and over stone,

And under mountains in the moon.

Holes go ever ever on,

Under cloud and under star,

Yet holes that wandering have gone

Turn at last to cocks afar.

Mouths that tongue and spit have seen

And bondage in the halls of rope

Look at last on holes prolasping

And cocks and loads they long have known.

• Holes Go Ever On by Bilbo Baggins

O slender as a willow-wand! O thicker than stiff lumber!

O cock by the living pool! Fair River-gardener!

O spring-time and summer-time, and it’ll spring again after!

O piss on the waterfall, and Samwise Gamgee’s laughter!

• O slender as a willow-wand! by Frodo Baggins