'Bonjour,' he said,
but I wasn't fooled.
'Come, German!' I challenged him.
'You make sport of me. Well, friend,
I shall make sport of you.'
The patrons of the ski lodge gathering now,
their snow-tanned faces full of wonder.
'You have but 3 chances to guess my name.
Should you guess correc-'
'Alan,' he said. 'It says so on your badge.'
And thus I was honour-bound to hurl myself
into the the fireplace, howling my fury
like a thwarted crow.
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