Everything the Halfling tries
Ends always in disaster
His appetite—A wild Beast
A feast its only Master
Rebuked, scolded, frowned upon
Over and over again
Ever onward sallies he
In wake of elves and men
He sings of Night's dark Shadow
With the wisdom of a sage
His courage—despite his size
Strengthens him when battles rage
͞Home's behind, the world ahead͟
Much like the old stories said
