Maybe

it's because it's pre-election time, & everywhere you go on tv there are political heads pontificating, added to which is the fact that my last "line from" poem was from Dürrenmatt—okay, he's Swiss, but, hey, that's like next door to Germany—but this morning, on the front porch, there was no song plucked from my unsub/conscious jukebox. Instead, I was thinking of what might have been said if JFK had given a particular speech somewhere other than Berlin.....

Ich bin ein Frankfurter
Ich bin ein Hamburger
Ich bin ein Bad Endbacher