Pabsdorf's Regnen: Dawn Of The Summer Poem by Dozie Wogu

Did my "pause and check" until vietel vor seiben
Struggled to get my strength from the Divine
Trudged to bad and back to my zimmer
Wondered why I did that
My system was still booting
At 90% I opened my fenster
Oh no! Not today
Gestern was like this
I did Pabsdorf-Friendesau like a cheetah
But I arrived so ashamed
Like a baby in a wet windeln
Went back to bad and could hear them
They made a loud blast after short piano drumming
It was Donner and Blitz
They appeared angry after some time in hibernation
Well, I muttered, not dangerous
Africa's donner could tear down a house
Africa's blitz could set a tree on fire
But they replied with a louder one as the pellets became louder
Went to Frühstück and was shocked
To see a heavy Deutsch regnen
It poured like one of Africa's
I thought this was summer
Jessica said it's just the dawn
Even Gabriel had prophesied it
Then! I muttered,
It's not Pabsdor's regnen anymore
It's the Deutsch's summer