Wednesday 29 June 2011

An Ode To Josef Fritzl (And Others)

Austria is starting to annoy me. It's too pretty for sarky comments. How the hell are you supposed to take the piss out of somewhere so perfect? So instead, let's talk people. And I think Austria provides some serious mileage here.

The Lovely Nina's challenge for this beautiful land was an interesting one. I had to write a poem that contained some of Austria's most notable characters. So in the absence of anything to say about the country, here I present my pitiful effort. You probably don't want to read this if you're easily offended, and especially if you're my Mum.

FOUR FAMOUS AUSTRIANS
by Steven Primrose-Smith

Arnie was a hero once, but left for pastures new,
From Conan to the Governor, his reputation grew,
The Austrians were most surprised, his brains so full of cack,
And no one here in Graz is chuffed, when he says, "I'll be back!"

Hitler is a warning call to all those Mums and Dads,
Whose kids are over-influenced by violent X-box fads,
Buy them something boring like a sponge or, say, a whisk,
Adolf's folks regretted most ever buying Risk.

Fritzl was a family man, and such a loving fella,
He liked to keep his children safe, so locked 'em in the cellar.
No one doubts he cared for them, in his own special way,
They say he loved his daughter most...at least three times a day.

Not so many years ago, a bloke called Mister Freud,
Obsessed on genitalia, so much that it annoyed.
Oedipus, Freud announced, had fallen for his Mum,
But if she's fit, what's wrong with it? (But safer in the bum.)

So here we have four pillars, supporting this small land,
It seems that freaks and Austria are always hand in hand,
There's Adolf, Freud and Arnie and of course there's Mr Fritzl,
What's the secret formula? I blame it on the schnitzel.

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Yes, OK, sorry about that but a challenge is a challenge. Box ticked. Anyone care to add a verse?

2 comments:

  1. There was an old Primrose named Steve,
    with bleached eyebrows you would not believe
    "Honest! It's just the sun
    here in Mariagrun!"
    But the locals they asked him to leave.

    Sorry, a limerick is a bit low-(eye)brow but I'm working on a haiku to your beard ;oP Nem xx

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  2. Austrian 4-Physicist Haiku?:

    Excluding Pauli
    Schrödinger waves Mach goodbye
    Boltzmann disorder

    Good luck, Pete

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