Mount Doom

- Shelob

Smoke plumes spiral to the sky
Rivers of fire creep down hill
Ashes swirl, foul stench rises
Frodo and Sam, tired and ill
A sniveling Gollum trails behind
Their final steps, a whimper of despair
Gollum and Frodo struggle near the abyss
A slashing bite, a cry of pain and distress
Gollum's piercing shriek, "Precioussss"
Sam drags his master from the fire's hiss
There is no way out of the burning ash
Smoke plumes spiral to the sky