I am Sam, Sam I am,
I do not like that ring one damn.
I would not like it round my neck,
I
would not take it on a trek.
I wouldn't like it here or there,
I
wouldn't like it anywhere.
I do not like it on my Master,
Quick
– get it off him faster.
I would not like it near a dragon,
I would not like it on a wagon.
I would not use it on an Ent
I
would not use it in a tent.
Not on a wraith, not on an elf
Not in good faith, not for myself
I wouldn't like it here or there,
I
wouldn't like it anywhere.
I would not like to loose that ring
I would not like to let down the king
I will help to carry it to Mordor
Through
swamps and lava we must wander.
That pesky "One ring to rule them all"
Into
the fires of
Let me say it one more time
At least to get in one more rhyme
(Poetic licence it is called,
Creativity
has stalled)
I am Sam, Sam I am,
I
do not like that ring, one damn.
