"Well, my friend," says Keldar after a time, "if you have not yet completed your song, then I shall go first." And, he does.
"Admire her patience and her strength,
Her spirit, liveliness and grace,
Deep brown eyes that adorn her face,
Her legs of almost perfect length.
To win her trust is cause for pride.
Though it is also true, of course,
One finds these virtues in a horse,
Still I know which I’d rather r-"
He breaks off. "I beg your pardons, that song got away from me a little at the end."