book I once read:
Smeagol (or how I learnt to stop worrying and love jewellery)
My love, she's the one I found,
I put her, I hid her underground.
The one, she's the one I needed most,
I kept her, I turned into a ghost.
He came, and took her away, away,
But he'd cheated he lied that day.
She's mine, I'll get her back, I will, I will,
All while my blood flows still, still.
This is, my final leap, leap,
His heir, his son, can't keep, can't keep.
I took them, they escaped her hive, hive,
He's gonna throw her in, gonna burn her alive, alive.
Gotta stop them, got to get her back again, again,
Gotta stop them, can't let him throw her in, in,
He wants her, he just can't stand, stand,
He needs her, he took her by the hand, hand.
If I go now, I could have her once more,
Bite off his finger, settle the score.
He's screaming, he's in pain,
At last, she's mine again.
I got her, I got her back,
But I'm fallin', we're fallin' in, into the crack.
I'm happy, while the flames lick my skin,
My precious, we're together again.