Siegfired-kriegfried planted his seed
(a behind-the-firewall ploy);
He soon filled up 'kyrie Brunhilda
with a bouncing kriegfried boy.
Partuition caused division
in the noble Niblung house.
Various Germans hating her man
schemed to squash him like a louse.
Couldn't chance a sword or lance as
Siegfried's blade-zen too extreme;
So they, coy, sent potent poison
into Siegfried's red bloodstream.
Siegfired-kriegfried died in bedsheets
Brunhilda became a crier;
She took babby, blade and bolster
jumped upon the funeral pyre.
There's no more-y of their story:
neither spoken, rhymed nor sung
You don't need to see Siegfried
go all damn Gotterdammerung.