I've been stewing on this for a while...
The Last Riddle What is it, my Precious that tickles and teases but isn't coughses and isn't sneezes? What is it grumbles and mutters and groans and never ever leaves us alone? What is it nags and weeps and pleads and never stops even when we feeds? What is it, Precious? What gnaws and gnaws and always gnaws like a beast in a wicked hard trap's cold jaws its own poor sad, poor bleeding paws? It's empty, all emptiness, that cannot be filled and never sleeps and can never be killed! Riddle me,... Sign in to see full entry.