*Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli are running across Rohan, hunting orcs. Aragorn looks very bored, and suddenly he begins to sing*

I know a dwarf
A dwarf called Gimli, son of Gloin
I know he likes to dig for mithril, son of Gloin
And he won’t lend me his axe

Gimli (shouting): “The axe is mine, laddie, don’t come anywhere near it!”

*Aragorn continues singing*

I know a guy
A guy called Sam, Samwise
I know he isn’t very wise, Samwise
And he won’t lend me his pans

I have a sword
A sword called Andúril
When I was two I went to live in Rivendell
I liked it there
But now I’m here, right here
And now I run, I’m hunting orcs

I know a dwarf
A dwarf called Gimli, son of Gloin
I know he likes to dig for mithril, son of Gloin
I know an elf
An elf called Legolas
He’s very fast
I think he likes to run
I think he likes to run
I think he likes to run

*Legolas shouts: “Of course I like to run!”, and the Three hunters continue running across Rohan*