"Hello Zecora", Twilight called as they approached.
The zebra looked up and greeted them with her peculiar rhyming singsong:
"Twilight Sparkle,
princess new
I am most happy to see you.
And Rainbow Dash
with whom to speak
I was hoping this whole week."
"Err... you did?" Rainbow Dash asked surprised once she had figured out Zecoras rhyme.
"Yes, indeed.
The wood is drained
for way too long
it hasn't rained."
Rainbow Dash groaned. "Yes, I know. Trust me, I have not forgotten about Everfree Forrest nor have any of the other pegasi, but we don't have any clouds to work with at the moment."

"Most worrisome that is to hear
and if not fixed my friends, I fear
worse trouble still
may be unleashed on Ponyville."
"What do you mean Zecora?" Twilight asked alarmed.
"A wood in need of water so dire
is high at risk of catching fire.
And if afire this wood in drought
all living within will come rushing out."

"Gee", Rainbow Dash sighed. "We wanted answers for one problem and got an even bigger one!"
"Blaming me you are wrong.
The problem was there all along.
Not my word provides the doom
as you so readily assume!"

"I talked to Mr. Rich before
I knocked on Miss Cheerilee's door.
He told me the memory of her
suffers from the selfsame blur.
But alas more than blur it is
that with their memories is amiss.
Talking, potion and hypnosis
dispensed in proper doses
should have had the desired effect
to make them both recollect.
But they can recover
only memories which are there
even if of them
they are unaware.
I'm afraid these memories
are not simply missed
but much rather I fear
that they do not exist.
I regret I can do no more,
but where there's no memory
there is nothing to restore.
Forgotten things may be recovered
but what they didn't hear or see
I cannot bring back to the to the minds
of Mr. Rich and Miss Cheerilee."

"Step aside you all
for in such a sleep
a pony doesn't fall
it's way to deep
to be natural!"