I was reading a book containing a collection of secular Polish poems from before 1500 for my thesis and most of them were all pretty serious - either love poems, odes or satires - but at the very end I found my favorite one:

“This is my rhyme:
Warm bread with butter in it.”
From a book containing a collection of Old Polish texts (as found in a 1460 Latin codex):

“Kind God, give [me] calmth, [give me] peace
And a loaf of bread with Czech cheese.”


