Vierzeiler von Claus Hebell
For God’s sake, let not us two stay behind
The universe is such a lovely place
It must be looted for the master race.
A host of fearful mice that comes behind
The grinning statue of a mass dictator
The consequence: oho-but that’s for later.
Perhaps we’ll find an empty torture grill
Or even might we meet some hellish cook
Creating Mcbotch on a fuzzy frill.
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