Lars did ask his name then. "I am Sven," he mentioned. "Sven I am," he stated. "Do you like lutefisk and yams?"
"Nay." said Lars, "though largely like I food most goodly, but I do not like lutefisk and yams, I do not like them Sven I am."
...
"Hmmm," said Sven, "Good fellow, would you eat them on the field? Would you eat them off your shield?"
"Nay!" cried Lars most wrothly, "Like I food most goodly, but I would not eat them on the field, I would not eat them off my shield, I would not eat them on a raid, I would not eat them with a maid, I would not eat them on a trip, I would not eat them on my ship. I do not like lutefisk and yams. I do not like them, Sven I am."
Sven then looked most crafty. He then slyly stated: "Would you eat them served up cold? Would you eat them if I paid you gold?"
"Well," said Lars, "since largely, Like I food most goodly... I might like lutefisk and yams. I might like them, Sven I am."
Lutefisk & Yam (with apologies to Dr. Seuss)
Lars did ask his name then. "I am Sven," he mentioned.
"Sven I am," he stated. "Do you like lutefisk and yams?"
"Nay." said Lars, "though largely like I food most goodly, but
I do not like lutefisk and yams, I do not like them Sven I am."
...
"Hmmm," said Sven, "Good fellow,
would you eat them on the field?
Would you eat them off your shield?"
"Nay!" cried Lars most wrothly,
"Like I food most goodly, but
I would not eat them on the field,
I would not eat them off my shield,
I would not eat them on a raid,
I would not eat them with a maid,
I would not eat them on a trip,
I would not eat them on my ship.
I do not like lutefisk and yams.
I do not like them, Sven I am."
Sven then looked most crafty. He then slyly stated:
"Would you eat them served up cold?
Would you eat them if I paid you gold?"
"Well," said Lars, "since largely, Like I food most goodly...
I might like lutefisk and yams. I might like them, Sven I am."