Before anticipated gluttony
a little chambermaid prepares
the roast and cabbage, pheasant pie,
onions cooked in wine and those pleasant fries.
He wants his wine, he wants to dine.
But to break a lord’s monotony
she knows his rights: declared
that afterwards, he craves dessert
of her (deflowered chambermaid).
Linked to Magpie Tales.
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November 29, 2015
Björn Rudbergs writings 
You’ve captured the essence of a cruel and indulgent lord most well!
You’ve got me giggling like a little chambermaid over here. 🙂
Ouch…
Well if she’s smart, she’ll soon discern that she can be more of a “lord” over him than he is over her. It makes me giggle to think that he thinks he’s in charge.
Clever choice of titles. I have an adjective for that glutton that I will keep to myself. Poor girl.
ouch- shame on him…
Ugh entitlement has boundaries and me thinks this lord oversteps his..have mercy on the chambermaid
oh!
Yes, I can see the chambermaid adding an extra ingredient on the side, just for me Lord. Hmm
Such Pigs at the trough
Such is the love of a subservient sadly, I enjoyed this was written Bjorn.
Wooow, enchanting piece of work
Clever piece of writing about a kind of slavery that still exists in many places.
Yes, sin is still mortal (and want’s wants no apostrophe). I have a feeling he wouldn’t be satisfied with cake 😦
Ouch.. yes apostrophes can sometimes sneak their way into writing…
…the least of the chambermaid’s worries
Elegantly written…still I’m believer in good food – first…
I want some of those pleasant fries…with a big puddle of ketchup…
Sounds delicious except for the dessert!
You’ve caught the vicious, conniving buffoonery of the so-called “entitled” gentry well, here. The final lines pinned against the “little ditty” cadence of the poem serves to highlight the vulgarity and hubris of “the lord’s” expectations.
Ouch! I felt her pain! You are amazing, Bjorn!