| "E'en the most gifted bard's rhyme can only sing but to the lack of her and all she isn't!" | |
| "Something rotten in the state of Primark," as the good bard said. | |
| "The bard isn't hard to quote by memory. | |
| - A bard from Gaul. | |
| - I shall summon my inner bard forthwith. - Ooh! | |
| "E'en the most gifted bard's rhyme can only sing but to the lack of her and all she isn't!" | |
| "Something rotten in the state of Primark," as the good bard said. | |
| "The bard isn't hard to quote by memory. | |
| - A bard from Gaul. | |
| - I shall summon my inner bard forthwith. - Ooh! | |
| A moment ago... as I drowned my sorrows in champagne at the Chévere with other street bards, the news reached my... virgin ears... that tonight... they would have to... hand over... | |
| And did you hear of my campaign against the heatho-bards to the south? | |
| And the bards will chant his praise long after his death. | |
| Could you cut the bacon into bards... | |
| Hide behind the mountain of dead bards! | |
| A moment ago... as I drowned my sorrows in champagne at the Chévere with other street bards, the news reached my... virgin ears... that tonight... they would have to... hand over... | |
| And did you hear of my campaign against the heatho-bards to the south? | |
| And the bards will chant his praise long after his death. | |
| Could you cut the bacon into bards... | |
| Hide behind the mountain of dead bards! | |
| Well barded. | |
| Well barded. | |
