Tallador, tallador
How'd I call forth this tallador.
Who does everything and more
To make him be teh one I adore
The type of warrior I yearn for
That's the loving and strong heart of my core
Never have I been in a bore
But on challenge and laugh galore
I wonder what else is in store
I look forward to seeing him thru the door
Thento us contemplating on the floor
So beautiful is he to make my eyes sore
When he leaves, my hearts in a tore
There's nothing to say no more
He's my warrior-worth, full tallador