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 Of hobbit, dwarf, or elf Was a maggot of a man, With a ring upon his hand, Who was talking to himself. He lost the ring upon the ground; A hobbit found it there, And when he put it on, he suddenly was gone, Like he’d vanished in thin air.  And he kept the ring, hanging on a string ’Til he talked to his wizard guide. From him he learned the story Of a power old and fell, Whose evil starts to twist the very hearts Of the ones beneath its spell. In ancient times there lived a man, Not far from the river’s shore. He sailed the bend with a trusted friend No man could ever love more.  But his friend retrieved a ring one day From deep in the river bed, And his lust to hold that magic band of gold Made him leave his best friend dead. His treasure won, he hid himself In caves beneath the ground, Where he lived for years as his guilt and fears Made his lonely mind unsound. ’Til a hobbit came to his cave one day And stole his ring so fine; And clear to the halls of the Dark Lord’s thralls You could hear his greedy whine! 
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