Ode to Romantic Norse Language
The Romantic Norse Language
When my Norse sweetheart
Gazes into my eyes
Utters sweet Viking phrases
With soft sibilant sighs
As when she murmurs
“Swen, you’re my
only strukanoodlefleerten
Ah, such endearing phrases
Make my spirits rise
Milky complexion
and silken blonde hair
Occasion many admirers
To stop and stare
Melting my heart With a purr like a cat
Says sweetly, “Swen,
do these lederhosen
Make my kanordeyshtuckens look fat? ”
Of all languages that exist
One has to love the Nordic beauty
As in this final phrase of farewell
May your marterpfleeger be verschtookinooty
poem by David Whalen
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