It's been a year since I've hidden my book,
If you want to find it, in a chest you must look.
It's been resting quite cozy, in the middle of Eriador,
Not too far South, East, West or North.
The land here is quaint, not off the well beaten path,
Close by thing grow from the ground, though not trees or grass.
There's an Odd place, not to far up the road,
It looks like a farm, but nothing is grown.
If you find this place, be sure not to prick your finger,
Just go inside, up high is where the book lingers.
Remember the rules if you find the book,
Dont tell anyone, inside it just look.
Read all that's there and do what is scribed,
Very soon you might be welcomed inside,
An illustrious club, of whom members there's few.
Hell, it might be that it's just me and you.
But that's all a secret, kept safe and secure,
Good luck in your searching, you'll find it I'm sure.
If you want to find it, in a chest you must look.
It's been resting quite cozy, in the middle of Eriador,
Not too far South, East, West or North.
The land here is quaint, not off the well beaten path,
Close by thing grow from the ground, though not trees or grass.
There's an Odd place, not to far up the road,
It looks like a farm, but nothing is grown.
If you find this place, be sure not to prick your finger,
Just go inside, up high is where the book lingers.
Remember the rules if you find the book,
Dont tell anyone, inside it just look.
Read all that's there and do what is scribed,
Very soon you might be welcomed inside,
An illustrious club, of whom members there's few.
Hell, it might be that it's just me and you.
But that's all a secret, kept safe and secure,
Good luck in your searching, you'll find it I'm sure.