DISFUNKTATION… a messed up poem

The dogma of this hyperbole

Leaves me wondering if it’s true

For ages the story has been told

But, then again, it’s new

“I’s” are crossed with dotted “T’s”

While “Z” runs down to “A”

The sun and moon switch places

As night becomes the day

Birds, they swim, while fish, they fly

So colorful this black and white

Snow is warm on a Summer’s day

Cough, cough… I say, gesundheit