Summer In Finland Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Summer in Finland
41 degree Celsius a summer to kill for or be killed by
I go out on my motorbike early in the morning and
when I return at ten it is already getting too hot.
It is beautiful and cooling and friendly greetings from
plants used to my presence that enjoy the respite of
a uniformly military sky and the sadist general
the sun who should be sent to Hague and atone for
his sins. With this being Sunday and the Germans with
their errand boys the Fins have been instrumental to
the breakup of EU

With today being Sunday which, is a day longer than
weekdays I have had time to reflects upon our idiotic
behaviour, with Hellas, what is left of our cultural heritage
all we have got left is heavy machinery and cell phones
made in Finland. But for us who remember history there
was a time when Germany and Finland were allies.