Gandalf: I am the drought which causes the well to run dry and famine to strike the land.
Whatcha gonna do when the well runs dry, honey?
Whatcha gonna do when the well runs dry, my babe?
Whatcha gonna do when the well runs dry,
Sit on the bank and cry, cry, cry,
Whatcha gonna do when the well runs dry, babe?
*cough*
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All shall be rather fond of me and suffer from mild depression.
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