Ode To Romantic Norse Language Poem by David Whalen

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