My Precious
There was a time when precious was kind
When the voices were soft
And precious words inviting
There was a time when precious was blind
And precious was a song
And precious was exciting
There was a time
Then it all went wrong
I dreamed a ring in time gone by
When precious was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that precious would never die
I dreamed that precious would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made, to eat, sleep and slaughter
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted
But the Hobbitses come at night
With their elf bread crumbs soft as thunder
As they tear their nasty bread apart
As they turn your dream to the fires of Mount Doom
Precious slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took their fingers in his stride
But he was gone when Bagginses came
And still I dream precious will come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my precious would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the precious I ringed...
Note*~
... I think I had way too much sugar. xDD