Thus are World Wars Started — 2
Mario was a Querdenker*, a plonker
An anti-vaxxer, a climate denier
A far-right fanatic and activist
A rabid racist white supremacist
He was also a budding alcoholic
Who led a life chaotic and shambolic.
As he drove past the signpost Idar-Oberstein
He remembered he needed beer and wine
For Saturday night, so he thought he ‘d stop
At a petrol station with an Aral shop
To replenish his dwindling stock of booze
If truth be told he was already quite woozy.
He tottered inside and placed his order
Six bottles of Riocha and twelve cans of lager.
The cashier said, sorry, can I politely ask
That you remember the rule of wearing a mask
Otherwise I can’t serve you, says the law
You must be joking, let me laugh, haw haw haw!
How dare you get on your high horse you little shite
You so-called student, do-nothing parasite
You fucking serve me man, or just you wait
The student server went, you heard what I said.
Mario suddenly turned back slamming the door
You’ll be sorry, just you wait, he said once more.
Half an hour later Mario reappeared
As the philosophy student had half feared
And he emptied the contents of his Glock
Into the nineteen year old’s stomach
*Querdenker is the German word for lateral thinker, which conspiracy theorists, anti-vaxxers, far-right racists etc… use to describe themselves
