Kant sat down and thought some stuff
He wrote about how life was rough
The things we see
They need not be
But this ideal? I've had enough...

Nietzsche must have been a bore
"We all die Übermensch abhore!"
On every page
He sets the stage
But I'll be headed for the door

Must I mention Schopenhauer?
All that balding turned him sour
In his brain
Instilled a grain
Of ideas ground to mental flour

Maybe all these men were bright
Wished to share their great insight
I've never read
What's in their heads
Because my German is ganz shite