From the Floating Log at Frogmorton

Faramir:

 There's a yellow rose of Rohan

That I am going to wed

When she first came to Gondor

We all thought she was dead

We are the only couple whose

Romance takes place on-stage

Our two big get-acquainted scenes

Each take more than a page.

Chorus: 

She's the wildest shieldmaiden

This Steward ever knew

Her eyes are bright as Silmarils

She ran that Witch-King through!

You may talk of your Galadriel

And sing of Arwen E.

But the Yellow Rose of Rohan

Is the only one for me!

Sam:

Where the Baranduin is flowing

And the hobbits’ eyes are bright

Her Dad plots insurrection

In the quiet Shire night.

The first time that you heard her name

I was heading up Mount Doom

But I’ll soon go back to find her

If this mountain’s not my tomb.

Chorus:

She only gets three lines to speak

On page three-fifty-five.

Master may go to the Grey Havens

But hey! I’m still alive.

I was sure wowed by Galadriel

And I miss old Frodo B.

But my little Rosie Cotton

Is good enough for me!

Gimli:

There's an Elvish prince from Mirkwood

That I am going to see

No other Khazad knows him

No other Dwarf but me.

I’ve settled in at Aglarond

He’s in Ithilien.

When his time comes to cross the pond

I’ll sail with him then.

Chorus:

His hair is always perfect,

He rarely needs to sleep.

Check out our male bonding at

The Battle of Helm’s Deep.

I’ve still got it for Galadriel

And I’d take Arwen E.

But the Elven Rose of Mirkwood

Will have to do for me!