The Ring

I asked Saturn
Where had his ring gone.
But the Great Silent One,
So high and so mighty,
Summoned me to give back
The ring I never had,
Threatening to slay me
Unless he recovered what was his.

I ran to Neptune
To enquire of the whereabouts of the ring.
He said: “Go ask the Moon
Or her friend Pierrot.
And as he couldn't care less,
He dived back under water
Splashing all over
Saying no more word.

And since I didn't know where to look
Nor which God to turn to,
And since none would help,
I felt rather confused.

I turned to Chiro
To find out about the ring.
He said: “Go ask Sauron
Or his enemy Bilbo.
And suddenly, I remembered
What happened to the bloody precious
Someone eventually found
And threw into the fire.

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