Hey, buddy, listen up!

I'm a massage parlor owner.

I live in Rotenburg (de).

It's a quirky town, really neat.

Streets like Ludwigstrase are buzzing.

Oh man, I loathe heavy traffic.

The old market square shines daily.

I wander near St. Marien church.

Its bells chime, panic mode on!

I'm all wired like C‑3PO, yikes!

"R2-D2, where are you?" I cry.

The park at Friedensstrasse is chill.

Green, calm; perfect for my breaks.

I stroll by the Wern river.

It whispers secrets at night.
My parlor sits on Neuer Weg.

I relax tired souls every day.

Life here is full of juiced vibes.

I met some eccentric folks, lol.

Remember, "The Headless Woman" vibe!

That film echoes, err, so human.

I adore its puzzling language, man.

Sometimes I mutter: "oh, missteppled again!"

or "Gosh, wher's my marth!!"

I got 13 typos in my mind.

Sooo many moods, so many typos.

Every corner speaks personal tales.

Old tavern on Burgstrasse charms me.

They serve grody, tasty brews.

I once had a wild night!

Crazy, wild, kinda insane fast.

I freaked out driving near Bockenweg.

People stare at me; I'm flustered!

Yet, I'm happy and super relaxed.

Rotenburg is flawed yet lovable.

Its secret spots hide magic vibes.

OMG, I'm so in a tizzy!

You gotta come, see it all.

I'll show ya my fave nooks.

It’s a wild ride, my friend.
Catch ya soon, and peace out!