My brother-in-law.
What a man!
He used to be
known as Kojak.
Until,
one day,
he met a Bolshevik.
Surgeon he was,
that one,
knew his stuff.
Cut the central
three inch width of skin
off the scalp,
then had those from
near the ears
join hands on top.
Kojak's new name is
Struwwelpeter.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A riot of a poem! Very funny!