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Was darf Satire?

Alles!

In diesem Sinne:

Pervers, verlaust und zoophil / Recep Fritzl Priklopil
Der Kurden tritt und Christen haut / dabei stets Kinderpornos schaut.
Oh Recep bist kein Freund der Menschen / im Kern der türkische Charles Manson

Voll Niedertracht, voll nackter Angst / Wo kommt’s nur her? Ein kleiner Schwanz?
Ein Minderwertigkeitskomplex? Statt echter Liebe Ziegen-Sex?
Bist einsam und zutiefst verhärmt / Dein Staat so trist, so unmodern.

Die Europäische Union / spricht offen von “dem Hurensohn”
der Zeitungsredaktionen schließt / sich so die Beitritts-Chance vermiest.
Ey, Deine Mutter ist so fett / ihr Arzt befand: Blutgruppe Mett.

Dein Recep Tayyip Böhmermann

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