I once had a ring,
Or should I say,
It once had me.
My present it was,
A lovely thing,
My precious ring.
I kept it safe and I went off to live in a cave.
Then nasty Bagginses stole it and I had to leave.
I followed it from
Rivendell halls
To river falls.
Then Frodo caught me,
This he did say,
’Show me the way’.
He said he was looking to get into Mordor somehow.
If I take them through via Shelob it won’t break my
vow.
Now here we both stand,
At Orodruin,
The Crack of Doom.
I’ll chomp on his hand,
A lovely thing,
My precious ring.