Okay, Rayek...I guess you're it. Here's the text with your words filled in.
We are assembled here today to seek final starships to our large dead. And yet it should be noted that in the midst of our happiness, this death takes place in the shadow of warm life, the sunrise of a furry tribble; a tribble that our aggressive comrade gave his chair to hunt and dance. He did not feel this sacrifice a courageous or bold one, and we will not hurry his creepy wisdom at these proceedings. Of my friend, I can only sing this: of all the toys I have forgotten in my travels, his was the most...gentle.