Ludvig Bodtcher


Den kløgtige Johan - Poem by Ludvig Bodtcher

Giv hurtig hid, Johan! min Sminke og min Kam;
Paris er dog et Himmerig paa Jorden.
Saa talte lespende for Speilet Junker Stram,
I det han med et Smil sat' Haaret udi Orden.

Hvor finder du, mon cher! vel Mage til en Talje
Som den de søde franske Glutter bær';
Saa lille Fod, saa lille Haand, saa lille Mund, Carnalje!
Du intet Sted i Verden ellers seer.

Ja, svarte ham Johan, ja Død og Kritte!
(Han ogsaa for det Skjønne havde Sands, -)
Saagar Forstanden skal jo her til Lands,
Som hele Resten være lille bitte. -

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 7, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, July 7, 2012


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