Danish Polka
Bruno's head, a perfect sphere
Need not much concern us here.
He bought it second-hand one day
To use in some forgotten play
He played the part of Krosno Swede
The paramour of Ganymede
The play closed after just one act
The playhouse being far from packed
Bruno, though, grew rich in fruit
Every limb a separate shoot
What of Sylvie, you enquire
Posing on her funeral pyre
She chose to laugh at Bruno's head
Seconds later she was dead
| Contributors: | Roland, dkb, Ethetran, Apsley, Beefy, Kansas Sam. |
| Poem finished: | 2nd July 2004 by F. |