The Headless Dancer: An Absurd Tale of Quirkiness and Wonder

In lands far and wide, it's been said,

There once lived a man without head,

He'd walk and he'd talk,

And he'd never once balk,

At the thought of a bodyless bed.

His friends, they would marvel in awe,

At his feats, with no head to recall,

The absurdity, oh my,

It would make them all sigh,

As he danced without head, in the hall.

Now Goethe might scoff at this tale,

Of a headless man who'd never fail,

To amaze and delight,

In the dead of the night,

With his bodyless headless travail.

But absurdity's always been grand,

And it's helped us to better understand,

That sometimes the strange,

Can help us arrange,

Our thoughts in a new way, unplanned.

So let's raise a glass to the absurd,

To the strange and the quirky, unheard,

For it's these little quirks,

That help us do work,

And create a world that's truly absurd.