April 19, 2016Jan Böhmermann the Great
A goofy, silly jester is Jan Böhmermann the Great;
all sauerkraut and sausages, a schweinhund in the pate.
He can’t remove the rubber mask that is his face by fate,
and likes a skewered goat kebab with Greens upon his plate.
He shares his curds and wheys with young Miss Muffet on a date.
On sleepless nights he counts the sheep that leap Bran-den-burg Gate.
From Oldenburg to Regensburg, the satirist will prate;
the Germans like his jokes, the Chancellor upholds the State.
He is the star at every bar and every beer-hall fête,
and gobbles up Greeced Turkeys, which he loves to decimate.
from Poets Respond