The Lord And Master of the CharCastle - is
not happy, threatening to leave because his
nerves are shot - Alice leaves used tea-bags
where he can see them and his Charlatan-kid
keeps newspapers where he needs space to
be free, insubordination driving him mad such
As when wunderschöne Deutche Freunde calls
his wife - she replies und singt Quatschlieder
mit sie - now he recommends Alice packs her
bags and leave him be - luckily he likes Hanlie,
the joyous Mother Superior from the convent
where Alice kissed the floor when the senior
Sisters passed, so when Alice texts Sabine,
she says it’s Hanlie and it works like a charm:
the CharLord ought to be more charming him-
self, Alice thought, the way he stomps around
it seems his team had lost, yet did they did not,
ah, pity I’m such a lazy CharLady - if only the
CharMaster had better service - his mood
would improve and so would his lot!
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