Gandalf got pulled over by a Balrog
Going through Moria Christmas Eve
You may say there's no such things as Balrogs
But as for me and Frodo we believe
He had a fear of closed mines
And he begged us not to go
But we were freezing like brass monkeys
And buried hobbit deep in bloody snow
When the beast was quite defeated
Sometime after the attack
He was naked on a hillside
And he didn't even have his pointy hat
Now we're all so proud of Strider
For leading us instead
But we felt it was in poor taste
For the man to hum "Ding Dong the wizard's dead!"
Gandalf jogged back to Lothlorien
Well it was more of a streak
Celeborn covered his wife's eyes
But we're pretty sure she took a sneaky peak
So beware of little gold rings
Or keep them to yourselves
Don't go letting on to wizards
And keep well away from interfering elves!