Dagens Dikt
Et daglig dikt til glede.lørdag, juni 03, 2006
GOD MANDAGS MORGEN !
Norsk-Amerikanerne er ofte identifisert
blandt andre Amerikanere som lutefiskspisere !!!
Se hva jeg fandt i en Norwegian-American blog liste !
1. O Lutefisk, O Lutefisk, how fragrant your aroma,
O Lutefisk, O Lutefisk, you put me in a coma.
You smell so strong, you look like glue,
You taste just like an overshoe,
But lutefisk, come Saturday,
I tink I eat you anyvay
2. O Lutefisk, O lutefisk, I put you in the doorvay.
I wanted you to ripen up just like they do in Norvay.
A dog came by and sprinkled you.
I hit him with my overshoe.
O lutefisk, now I suppose
I'll eat you while I hold my nose.
3. O Lutefisk, O lutefisk, how well I do remember.
On Christmas Eve how we'd receive our big treat of December.
It wasn't turkey or fried ham.
It wasn't even pickled Spam.
My mother knew there was no risk
In serving buttered lutefisk.
4. O Lutefisk, O lutefisk, now everyone discovers
That lutefisk and lefse make Norvegians better lovers.
Now all the world can have a ball.
You're better than that Geritol.
O lutefisk, with brennevin [Norwegian brandy]
You make me feel like Errol Flynn.
5. O Lutefisk, O lutefisk, you have a special flavor.
O Lutefisk, O lutefisk, all good Norvegians savor.
That slimy slab we know so well
Identified by ghastly smell.
O Lutefisk, O lutefisk,
Our loyalty won't waver.
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Her er det neste "diktet":
The author of this prime poetry was the late Red Stangeland, Sioux Falls, SD. In 1990 I was the winner of a contest that he organized for a new verse ...
the prize was ten pounds of lutefisk ... and this is the winning verse:
O lutefisk, O lutefisk, when my poor heart stops beating
The pearly gates will open wide, I'll see the angels eating
From steaming platters of the stuff,
and there will always be enough
O piece of cod that I adore, O lutefisk forevermore!
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O.K. Litt morro skal vi ha for ukestarten.
HA EN GOD DAG OG EN GOD UKE.
