Werther had a love for Charlotte
Such as words could never utter;
Would you know how first he met her?
She was cutting bread and butter.
Charlotte was a married lady,
And a moral man was Werther,
And, for all the wealth of Indies,
Would do nothing for to hurt her.
So he sighed and pined and ogled,
And his passion boiled and bubbled,
Till he blew his silly brains out,
And no more was by it troubled.
Charlotte, having seen his body
Borne before her on a shutter,
Like a well-conducted person,
Went on cutting bread and butter.
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From guest Lianonsidhe (contact)
Shows how much she thought of him! This is so funny. Shows how sometimes we can get something so out of proportion in our lives! -
A very interesting twist. I like your last stanza, "Charlotte, having seen his body Borne before her on a shutter,Like a well-conducted person, Went on cutting bread and butter." Very fitting. Thanks for sharing.
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