Mister S.

Ein hausenglisches Lügensonett für Ralf Sotscheck, der heute 65 Jahre alt wird. Happy Birthday!

In London Town exists a human beingCalled Sotscheck and it is no good at all.It owns a pool and there it likes to crawlThrough tears of Irish orphans while it‘s peeing.

On Sunday you will find this chap sightseeingInside the Tower where the heads did fall,The heads of Irish heroes overall.That thrills him more than sex or Heli-Skiing.

How comes that he enjoys such gruesome stuff?„There‘s only one thing which I fuckin‘ love“,He snarls and grins: „When Irish kids are crying.“

Okay. He‘s cool. He‘s smart. He‘s strong. He‘s tough.He is an Englishman. That says enough.Hail to the day when this old sow is dying!

GERHARD HENSCHEL