An Ode to Brötchen

Photo Credit: Germerican Denglish
Photo Credit: Germerican Denglish

O Brötchen, Sweet Brötchen

When we met seven years before,
your reputation was of gold.
But the very first time I did partake,
I thought there must be some mistake.
Outside you were hard and did so crunch,
that this would hurt I had a hunch.
While your taste was for sure not blah,
the roof of my mouth you did make raw.
But over time I came to love you more,
and my mouth it was no longer sore.
Your wonderous taste I could now enjoy,
every opportunity I now employ.
But now I am leaving your land of birth,
that you I will miss is for sure.
And when I return you better watch out,
after I’m done you’ll be ausverkauft!

* Ausverkauft = sold out

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