Gold unguarded, a man would rob it,
Frodo Baggins, the sneaky hobbit.
Every night, he'd spook and fright,
villagers ran, seeking the light.
Hidden by the ring, he'd hum and sing,
I'll torment you, and you won't know a thing.
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