Bratislava trams

Oh mummy dear, what is that thing that looks like strawberry jam?
Hush hush, my child, it is your pa, run over by a tram
Oh mummy, let us scoop it up and put him in a jar
And then we all can have for tea a little potted pa.

Bratislava tram in evening sun courtesy of ©FourBees
Inspired poetry courtesy of FourBees' dear late papa.