There once was a woman from Veneto
Who told police trash can had bambino
But when they looked there
There was not a hair
Instead what they found was a burrito
A woman once (came from Veneto) Said a baby was trashed (a la meato) Police sought the body... It was pretty shoddy... But only a chili burrito (I tidied it up a bit)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How did I miss this one earlier? A very clever title, considering the contents of the poem. Sometimes the real news is funnier than anything we could think up.
Thanks, Kim. Considering the foul ups of this site, missing something is commonplace.