Poems From The Head

Svish, Svash  ”Svish, Svash” sounded the goblet a young man sounded a horn Munzun had wished for the någzet the children of evil are born The devil works in us all in Loz, in Åjjan and Kråns The någzet is having a ball But our saviour’s name is MÅNS   The hero draws his sword he screams: “My name is Måns” But he is nobody’s lord not Groz, not Bat and Alphons The goblet continues its song “Shablong...shablong...shablong...”...   1213

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