A big elephant sat in my sauerkraut soup
and a rainbow trout swam in my milk.
I got rid of the mammal in one single swoop
then got dressed in my Sunday School silk.
Said the fish with his dull and concupiscent eyes
'drink your milk, man and learn to relax, '
I was Ikarus though and must take to the skies
where the sun will soon melt all my wax.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem