The following is a poem I "constructed" parallel to "constructing" a new Blogger template for this journal. Each time I made changes to the template, I would test them out by adding a line to the little German piece below, posting and publishing, and then viewing the newly redesigned page. It took, of course, more edits to finish the job than the poem's number of lines indicate. (Many unintelligibles I deleted.) Should you be "lucky" enough to read it, please understand this "poem" as a joke and simply an amusing way of accompanying the tedious task of tweaking HTML code to my eventual satisfaction. I was not, in any way, suffering from uncontrollable flatuence!

*furz*
noch mal
und wieder
mann, hab' ich Blaehung!
zu viele Bohnen gegessen...
...und Zwiebeln...
...und Eier...
und viel Bier getrunken...
und meinen Bauch wie verrueckt rumgeschuettelt
(ich wuenschte, ich waere Bauchtanzer)
Also kein Wunder, dass meine Kollegen frueh
nach Hause gegangen sind...