was ist diese?! was ist diese?!

do intellectual debates
have to be subjected to a pre-scriptum?
a disclaimer?!

well... from what i'm hearing
form h'america... that's what's being asked for...
some myth of a god or a...
mediator...

do discussion has to begin with:
i'm not,
sorry,
i do not hold these beliefs... etc etc.,
do we need disclaimers?!
if we need such disclaimers,
do we need to talk / peacock, dressed,
in any opinions: in the first place?!

i don't want to talk to someone who
has to disclaimer...
what's that... a monkey talking
to a zoological cage about the freedoms
of a fucking jungle, juggling coconuts?!

oh yeah... spot me a queue...
i'm bound to... "m'eh freedom of speech"
round up and play the postcard
tease tourist (wish you were 'ere)
on that bozo bunch of rounded
up of bollocks: readied to be sewn
together into a fucking piñata
scarecrow: hit me where it hurts!

any day to see a ball-bashing
spectacle... i'd see them white tadpoles
gush out with a bloody ejaculation...
as plum mush! git 'em readied
you fucking spaz!

sorry, doesn't correlate?
do i need to travel all the way to hong
kong, to steal, a fucking, ooom-bre-lalalala?
is it sleet, is it rain, is it snow?
don't know:
it's hong kong: let 'un bring 'am 'brella!
fuckers have to get all technical and shit...
whatever happened to
the tiananmen square mentality...
bring a bin-bag / a Lidl shopping bag
worth of grocery...
let's just pretend a molotov cocktail
will be arrived at...

or not... or where comic cynicism will
go... and go it will...
like: when we didn't borrow to invest
learning the g.p.s. of carrier
pigeons crafting our own design...
birds brain, apparently,
managed to do something: right...
migration distance calculations...
the storks always come from
"somewhere"... but decide to
settle in Poland....
apparent reason? there is none.

and the more i speak this acquired tongue...
the more?
i'm happy that i wasn't born from or with,
it...
i'm no under impression of having
to be some uncle tom ginger shortcrust
biscuit dip in a high noon 5pm tea...

i get the presumptive...
what's it called... the presumptive...
"bias"... no... hence the " "...
idiosyncracy doesn't do the term justice...
the term, proper...
bogus... no, no...
you're being so: (that's how it begins)...
you're... pedantic... no...
elitist?! that's tickling the word i'm
thinking of...
pedantic + elitist...
hmm...
sporadic? nein nein...
this word i'm thinking of has to borrow
from verbs...
it can't simple be noun exclusive...
oh? the trans-sexual stsance
on pronoun sex neutrality?
well... aren't the nouns already sex neutral?
for pronouns to be sex neutral...
is a bit illogical...
given you already use a grammar
with sexually neutral nouns...
stupid? hey stupid!
your nouns are sexually neutral...
there is not such thing as a sexually neutral
pronoun... they: isn't that plural?
i thought it was plural...
so what you're asking for is...
a pronoun that consolidates
marke-ein from a marke-viele...
gender is not the absolute...
you already have gender neutral nouns!
you expect gender neutrality from pronouns?
so 1 = many...
sorry... i said this when i was a teen...
this is just plain pancake just dumb...

no! no! i don't get you, i don't want to...
i'll leave you in this grammatical
labyrinth before you calm, the fuck, down...
you don't need saving...
you just need enough people to drag
you down like crabs attempting
to climb out of a fucking bucket!

you want THEY to imply...
pronouns mingle with conjunctions...
there is no neutrality for them,
even if they are allowed a "gender"
neutrality... this... current...
makeshift, model?
what happens when a french
person will tell you a table... is a he...
and a chair... is a she?
you'll go for gender neutral nouns?
you already have gender neutral nouns!
you already have gender neutral nouns!
gender neutral pronouns
is bollocks! i don't want to argue!
it's one arguing for a schizoid
plural posit of the many...

no... i need a break...
this is not helping anyone...
maybe this came when the gender neutrality
of nouns in the english language
was discovered...
maybe... i wouldn't be so optimistic...
and... i don't want to know...

the song remains the same
(yes, just like led zeppelin would later
quote spirit's song taurus)

to have to begin a shy-cry from a dialectic...
with a disclaimer...
all these disclaimer introductions and
epilogues... why bother talking?
why have any debate? why?
if you're going to begin a dialectic
with either disclaimers or attorneys...
why bother to begin, in the first place?

i wouldn't bother.
this language is becoming such a burden,
i just want to unlearn it...
it would be so much simpler
to unlearn this scheissewackelnmit...
disappear into
a village of Hesse or Thuringia,
i would... i just need the crux point...
the breaking point...
of how much circus i will entertain
from these English people...
pandering... nachgeben zu der schwanzlutschermenge...

i'll be that pauper with bad german grammar:
english grammar in german...
than have to succumb to this...
this... whatever you want to call it:
try calling it a gender pronoun noun...
god! rid me of these pestering
gnats! these zealot goblins!

i'd rather go among the germans...
dip my foreskin into chilli sauce
and call it: calamari rings in paprika...
any imbrecile would exclaim...
em... that "2 + 2" of yours?
it doesn't equate to 4....

but no... the english are...
the most.... the most.... die am meisten!
praktischmenschen!
practice this...

you let you fringes get away with...
what even the nazis or the communist
would ever do...
attack your fucking architecture
of language: your grammar!
no... even i don't think these people
are the useful idiots of
the nazis: who would prefer
to scare with zeppelins...
or the communists: who would prefer
to scare with nukes they wouldn't
launch...

über zu sie: mein liebe...
you explain... you...
i'm tired and i'm not even 40!
god... i'm dying to just escape and become
a vagabond in germany...
if only to merely prick my ears up...
and learn more of the full sentences
in german to escpae this...
englischscheisseschloss
von ein verstopftkultur.

i guess i'd require the original first,
experience...
i'd need to be thrown into the deep end...
learn as i'd go along...

for god's sake! i'd rather speak some
german than continue to entertain
these grammatical-retards for the world
they think they currently claim!
i'd rather talk to a farmer about
fucking turnips...
that matters of the world with these
"confused"
berlinfotzeleckereienbesatzschnurgodemichesaugenaus!
well... if this is bad german grammar?
come over to england!
you'll just love... just love...
the... "nuances"...
pedantry absurd the eyes can see!

i'll buther some german...
but not before i see how
the english tongue is being butchered!