Tankard

Kai was the owner of the New York cheap motel.
He went to JFK1
To leave.
Kai came to town Frankfurt.
I looked around.
Back home!
He found
Dustbin full of rubble, debris and earth.
As after the air raid.
Debris from the heavy metal stalwarts.
Here are the remains of last year's potato chips and beer.
Here condom stretched like a snake. This place is - shock!
Here a hole in the wall to bed.
There smelly little things in a guitar case.
I - fan group. They play like the devil!
In addition, they have created such chaos in my motel.
Kai drank beer packaging.
Metal shakes in his ears.
It's all make it a dull and greasy.