Testament Poem by Pierre Rausch

Pauper - Who was only a soldier – sport's bag
Moreover, is the strangest encounter at pauper's
In that lay his merit
That at the battle of rummy
And the solid has been empurpled
Where you'd refuse eyes close
Of the Testament since it expired
To an expiration
Junkfood
And all the junkfood and all the lights of earth
A shaft sprang from earth
Go this way, but not that
Where the chest was at
Had taken place at the preceeding day
Had taken pauper
These novelties, a little ashamed
Who sieged in Warsaw
The calculation has been a pact
The device non pluribus impar - hahaahaha
Pauper's grave
Blessing on the wall, as he has been bestoved
Since eyes closed