Poor Innocent Sméagol

Sméagol had a shiny ring

A precious ring

Strange powers it had

Ancient fire writing

Made him invisible it did

While he wore it at least

But evil morphed him

For evil was the creator

The master of the ring

Sauron

Soon Sméagol became Gollum

Poor Innocent Sméagol

He hid from the sun

A spy in the sky he thought it was

But worse enemies had he

Along came a nasty little hobbit

Bilbo

This hobbit stole his precious ring

Search for him he did

But oh to no avail

Poor Innocent Sméagol

To Mordor he went

Tortured, tormented

They found out all he knew

Of the nasty little hobbit

Wraiths they sent out

Poor Innocent Sméagol

Gollum continued his search

Found two hobbits he did

But neither the right hobbit

One became Master

For the precious ring he had

Frodo

The other just a chubby

Chubby, nasty hobbit

Sam

Follow them he did

And caught again was he

Poor Innocent Sméagol

Tour guide he became

Leading them to Mordor

Fleeing Wraiths on Nazguls

To the Cracks of Doom they went

To throw the ring into the lava

Jump for the ring Gollum did

And he got it too

Along with Master Frodo’s finger

Fall to his death he did

Burning

Hot

Lava

Poor Innocent Sméagol