Hofgarten

Letzten Sonntagmorgen
latsch ich durch den Hofgarten.
Halb sechs -
was mu? ich unter den B?schen sehn?

Ficken, Bumsen, Blasen,
alles auf dem Rasen.

Hey, Breiti!
Ich bin's, Kuddel!
Lass mich auch mal!
Du bist ja gar nicht Kuddel,
du bist ja Trini!

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