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