Sauron once went for an eye test
and found that he was very long sighted
when things were close up he was technically blind
which explains his savage temper
The Orc optician could not fix the problem
but suggested a monocle set up
so his lord would be able to focus again
on his goal of middle earth domination
Unfortunately the dark lord was destroyed
before his sight aid was completed
much to the joy of his enemies
and the annoyance of his doctor
'I'll have to charge him for that' he said
for not showing up without cancellation or anything
'next incarnation he should be more careful
he should have given me a ring'
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I would like to translate this poem