Athlete Cured - The Fall

Look under

Look under

From the hotbed of creation

In dreamstate

The cure, bulletin, zeitung

Was in no pill

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The cure was in no pill

The German athletic star was continually ill

For months doctors were puzzled

The star would complain of the smell in his room

On visiting him this was found to be true

An odor resembling hot-dogs permeated the whole bedroom

A solution was only discovered by my closely

Watching his brother Gert

Gert was handsome, well-meaning, but slightly a careless type

Not malicious, I hope you understand and grasp

No chance

But on returning from his clerical job, Gert

Would park his Volkswagen at the end of the day

Willy-nilly in the driveway, usually the wrong way round

So that the exhaust fumes would flow upwards right through

The open windows of the athletic star’s upstairs bedroom

(carburettor)

I also discovered that Gert would turn his engine

Over for up to an hour.

I don’t know why

Citizens in my street are also

Partial to this

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The cure was in no pill

Obtaining a new parking space for Gert’s motor-car, athletic star soon

Recovered

Unfortunately, this being East Germany

Gert patriotically volunteered to be sent on a labor

Beautification course of the countryside north-west of Dresden

And never seen again

And never seen again

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The cure was in no pill

Had to look under the window sill

The window sill

Look under

The cure was in no pill

Had to look under the window sill

The window sill

From certain facts you have to go on and further

And often it is better to go around or look under

The windowsill

Etc.

Etc.