Thursday, September 15, 2011
John Doe's brother, Ron
Imaginary garden with real toads challenged us on Tuesday to compile a rondeau. It is now Thursday and I'm late again. As usual, my morbidity has taken over.Please see other rondeaux (?) at the link above.
Oh tragic day
Oh tragic day, the lovely Caoimhe *
sleeps here with her kin to grieve ‘er;
a shepherdess in wooden box now,
clad in vest and cotton socks now,
till we shrug and pull the lever.
Bitten by a rabid beaver,
she succumbed to roaring fever.
Would it were a mangy fox now –
Oh tragic day!
God and drugs could not reprieve ‘er,
so we bow our heads and leave ‘er.
Upon the pearly gates she knocks now,
with no-one here to mind her flocks now,
for we’re going calling on Aviva** –
oh tragic day...
* - Irish girl's name, pronounced Queeva
** - a large insurance company in the UK and Ireland.