The whistle of the evening train
two giant puffs of snow-white steam
so reminiscent of the Chinese Dragon,
accelerating through the melancholy of
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........and there it was, the crack
not of dawn but of Dawn herself,
with a tuft of hair, a burning bush
in the sunlight's reflection, bristling,
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Three hairs grew upon Anton's head
they slept each night in Anton's bed.
He groomed the hairs with special care
and wore them with a certain flair.
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I once met a pompous ass
he was Wehrmacht and one of the brass.
And I gladly confess
in the Waffen SS
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Hast du denn Gottes Uhr gesehen,
sie haengt am Himmel an 'ner langen Schnur.
Und immer wieder hoert man Menschen flehen
sie sind nicht vorbereitet fuer die letzte Tour.
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In the pantry of grandmother's house
lived in peace with a cat an old mouse.
Seems they both liked popcorn
since the baby was born
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Every man may appear
to the untrained eye
a true harquebusier
wearing jacket and tie.
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When bullies in the schoolyard play
and throw their egos in the fray
it soon becomes quite evident
what Sigmund of Vienna meant.
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A poet named Paul Apicella
while as prickly as Nelson Mandela
has politely declared
that his skill is impaired
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Ich sitze auf der Couch und gaehne
und denk' an Eri's schoene Zaehne.
Auch sonst hat sie die Qualitaeten
die manche gerne haben taeten.
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