"All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, a light from the shadows shall spring; renewed shall be blade that was broken, the crownless again shall be king.”
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Weird Al included a clip from this song in his polka medley, "Polkarama!", on Straight Outta Lynwood.
There is no earthly way I would have known that.
I have a *crush* on Weird Al.
I don't think I even want to imagine that.
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