[ nonsense ] A headless wraith walks into a bar and says,

    
Claimed in numerous rumors flying back then    
Corporeal Annie, quite chilled, came unglued    
scared out of her wits and bloomers when    
composing with quilled pen in hand    
torn between paradelle and pantoum    
a wraith sashayed headless across the room    
   
According to supposing snickers sneaked now    
Corporeal Annie, already semi nude    
was frightened completely out of her knickers    
How? you may ask. Well, she shrieked, Bloody hell!    
amidst her task of pantoum ( or paradelle
perhaps ) when in a pair of assless chaps    
across the room sashayed a headless wraith    
   
Only thing for certain --- tested was her faith    
while the truth of the matter to be told    
was left to the imagination, unspoken    
For the truth of the matter no one really knows    
Corporeal Annie was possibly nip nipply cold    
as her zipper was jammed beyond broken    
while her bosomers were out on full display    
and during this Royal Navy session of cosplay---    
headless, a wraith sashayed across the room    
   
Across the room a headless wraith sashayed    
It was her deceased husband, Admiral Andrew!    
filling Corporeal Annie with doom, gloom 'n' dread
as he hithered to and fro, swithered her way
hopeful of getting laid during the visit paid    
unbeknownst for almost a year to this day
he was dead and of course, missing his head!    
   
Those are the facts according to my source    
and now that you know what actually happened    
the only question remaining concerns the poem
Corporeal Annie penned
    
Was it a paradelle or was it a pantoum?    
   
A headless wraith sashayed across the room