Snatches from History 1
They adored him, their Louis Quatorze
such a legend and so many lores,
on a trip up the creek
during Ramadam week
he'd forgotten to pack his two oars.
He had wanted to visit les noirs
and peruse the Oriental Bazaars,
in the end (due to oars)
he'd be covered with sores
and a red, angry pile on his arse.
Said the emperor when he returned
'well, as far as myself be concerned
they can all go to Hell
for they lie, cheat and smell
I could care if the lot would get burned.'
That's when strife grew between the two nations,
one, the King could not muster the patience,
nor would THEY dropp their veil
(boy their skins must be pale!)
all of this led to hyperinflation.
poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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