Evil black spider in her lair,
Waits to catch the unaware,
Hobbit frightened by her size,
Puts a sharp Sting in her eyes.
Tormented, she cries out in pain,
Drops down, piecred by Spiders bane.
Terribly wounded, she crawls away,
Will she live or die? None can say.
Sam finds Frodo tangled in her web,
His swift sword cuts every thread.
"Master, master", crying in distress,
"Don't leave me all alone in this mess."