Of Gollum
In a dark, dank cave that nobody knew
Lived a creature named Gollum, evil all the way through.
He murdered, he stole, he tricked and he lied.
He spent all of his time inside,
For he hated the sun, he hated the light,
So he stayed in his cave, for it was too bright..
But he cannot help being evil and bad,
It was the ring, you see, it drove him mad.
He was with his friend Deagol, out in a boat,
When Deagol found the ring, Gollum strangled his throat,
Because Gollum was jealous, and he sulked and he sniffed,
Then he stole it away for his "birthday gift".
Gollum lived in his cave, wild and alone,
Until someone unexpected stumbled into his home.
Gollum was bored, and he liked to bet,
So he challenged some riddles to a hobbit he met.
But Alas! He lost, but not just the game,
His precious had gone, and he knew whom to blame.
Gollum was angry, and maddened with grief.
"It is gone, it is gone, Baggins is thief!
He has taken my precious, he has stolen my ring,
Baggins is tricksy, horrible thing!"
For the want of his precious, Gollum ventured outside,
He braved the sunlight that he couldn't abide.
Because of the ring, and its terrible power
The soul of Gollum it will continually devour.
And it will never cease, not now, and not soon,
But when he falls to his death in the cracks of Mount Doom.
In a dark, dank cave that nobody knew
Lived a creature named Gollum, evil all the way through.
He murdered, he stole, he tricked and he lied.
He spent all of his time inside,
For he hated the sun, he hated the light,
So he stayed in his cave, for it was too bright..
But he cannot help being evil and bad,
It was the ring, you see, it drove him mad.
He was with his friend Deagol, out in a boat,
When Deagol found the ring, Gollum strangled his throat,
Because Gollum was jealous, and he sulked and he sniffed,
Then he stole it away for his "birthday gift".
Gollum lived in his cave, wild and alone,
Until someone unexpected stumbled into his home.
Gollum was bored, and he liked to bet,
So he challenged some riddles to a hobbit he met.
But Alas! He lost, but not just the game,
His precious had gone, and he knew whom to blame.
Gollum was angry, and maddened with grief.
"It is gone, it is gone, Baggins is thief!
He has taken my precious, he has stolen my ring,
Baggins is tricksy, horrible thing!"
For the want of his precious, Gollum ventured outside,
He braved the sunlight that he couldn't abide.
Because of the ring, and its terrible power
The soul of Gollum it will continually devour.
And it will never cease, not now, and not soon,
But when he falls to his death in the cracks of Mount Doom.
