"Ouch" The bard winced at the tone in the trog's voice, shaking his head sadly for a moment.
"Course, I`m gonna have to use that line. Hmmmm, where to fit it in, "Half hit the floor and half hit the wall. He was no longer quite so tall! No, thats terrible. Hmmm, better switch it around. What rymes with floor. Ah, by the nine-hells, who cares about rhyme. Ill work that line in somehow."
He sipped at his wine and went back to srcibbling furiously, muttering to himself and shaking his head every few seconds.