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kiran. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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I once had a ring, or should I say, it once had me...
it made me vanish, isn't it good, my precious ring?
it asked me to wear it and make way to its masters cave,
So it drove me mad and its my precious for me to crave,
I lived in a cave, biding my time, eating like swine,
We dwelled until time and then bagginses came, took what was mine.
They took me to Mordor and burned me, So I started to talk.
I told them I didn't and spoke off to Orcs, shire is the path
And when I awoke, I was alone, Frodo had flown
So he left from shire, isn't it good, my precious will be mine.