Best Blundering Poems

Auf dem Bürgersteig vorm Haus
Zwei Stolpersteine aus Messing
Auf jedem zwei Namen

Hier wohnten sie einst ohne Tadel
1943 im Konzentrationslager ermordet

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On the sidewalk in front the house 
Two blundering blocks of brass 
On each two names engraved

Here they once lived without blame 
1943 murdered in a concentration...

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I was christened a vampire at the stroke of ten.
My bloody reign of terror was about to begin.

No more would I live as a once good samaritan.
To think before this, I was a confirmed vegetarian.

Now destined to hunt human prey by night,
Relishing the moment of...

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