bremen (iii)

fifty fucking years
i failed
fifty fucking years
stuffed by their
fall of inspire

so one month ago
ich ritt
far across

damn those unarsed
oh-it's-only-thursday
fucktard bastards
ik kan een beetje nederlands spreken

and now i'll kill their cunt ghost
repulsed off that course
for uselessness

they were crap city centre
those rat-turd uninspirers

i'll hang their foregones
an meines Sprachengibbet
i'll fucking well pass

& win