"Oh please come outs from hidin', Br'er Frodo" Br'er
Sauron sez, sezze.
But Mr. Frodo, he don't say nuthin' an' de Gollum-critter,
he lay low.
"Ise likes ta gives ya riches" Br'er Sauron sez.
But Mr. Frodo, he don't say nuthin' an' de Gollum-critter,
he lay low.
"Ise gwine ta gives ya power!" Br'er Sauron sez.
But Mr. Frodo, he don't say nuthin' an' de Gollum-critter,
he lay low.
At last, Br'er Sauron leaves and Gollum, he sez "Mis'
Frodo, AH wants dat ring!"
An' they tussled an' dey struggled 'till de Gollum-critter
he be a danglin' over de Crack o' Doom, neither up here,
nor down dere a twixt an' a tween.
"Take mah hand!" Sez Mr. Frodo.
But de Gollum-critter, bein' de most greedy and mean
o' critters bites de hand dat reaches down to rescue
him, a choppin' off de ring AND de finger o' Mr. Frodo.
And down go de Gollum-critter, an' down go de ring and
down go de finger too, a splashin' into de red-hot lava!
An' Mr. Frodo, he don't say nuthin', and de eagles,
a-come to git him, dey fly low.