Who went sailing with his brother Deagol.
As he’d do anything
To grab hold of his ring,
The outcome was highly illegal.
The Pelennor’s all of a clamour
On account of the Underworld’s Hammer.
Trolls will ditch everything
Just to give him a swing,
Grond is such a redoubtable rammer.
Whilst sitting in my bower
I think upon the Rings of Power
And of the danger
If they fell into the hands of a stranger
But worse, if they came off in the shower!
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