Sunday Poem: Was ist das?

There was a young man from Mayotte

Whose innards were starting to rot

When they rummaged inside

The doctors all cried,

“Was ist das? Himmel! Mein Gott!”

N.B. This poem is implausible. As far as I know, there are no German doctors in Mayotte.

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