a shitty wars!
The dream team of the century
The bitch and the hero
dance with a flourish
on the floor of the World
The fiery red hair
one has given her black
I have the faintest idea that grow back
confused She floats in perfumes and brightly colored lights in
and he versäuft in all Ruh
the dowry and her fur
And if she is too narrow in
outrageously expensive dress
he says: Be still and you
shame for your past
The soup is thin and
the bed is not very wide
hunger comes with eating
and love over time
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