XXX.THAT OF THE GERMAN BAKER AND THE COOK.
Dese vimens! Ach! dese vimens!To me id is quide sadDat dey can be so bootiful,Und yet can be so bad.Dey vonce a fool haf made meAs never vas before;Bud now Iknowdose vimens,Und dey don't do dat no more.Look! I am here a baker,Und bread und biscuits bake,Der dough-nuts, und der cooken,Und all such tings I make;Von voman to my shop come,So bootiful und big,Her eyes vas plue und shining,Her hair joost like a vig.She buy of me some dough-nuts,She come again next day,Und in my dough-nuts buyingShe stole mine heart avay;For, ach! she vas so lofelyAs never yet I found—I tink dot evenbothmy armsHer vaist could not go round.Von day to me she say: "I vishI could dose dough-nuts make;My family is goned avay;Come now, und ve shall makeSome dough-nuts in my kitchen,If you vill show me how."I go. Because I tink, perhaps,I get her for mine vrow.Der kitchen id vas big und clean,Der supper vas set out.Mit places at der tableFor two, mit pie, und stout.I show her how dough-nuts to make,Und den ve sit to sup;Ven comes a vistle at der gate;Der voman she jumps up."Quick! quick!" she say, "here somevon comes,Und you must herein hide."
Dese vimens! Ach! dese vimens!To me id is quide sadDat dey can be so bootiful,Und yet can be so bad.Dey vonce a fool haf made meAs never vas before;Bud now Iknowdose vimens,Und dey don't do dat no more.Look! I am here a baker,Und bread und biscuits bake,Der dough-nuts, und der cooken,Und all such tings I make;Von voman to my shop come,So bootiful und big,Her eyes vas plue und shining,Her hair joost like a vig.She buy of me some dough-nuts,She come again next day,Und in my dough-nuts buyingShe stole mine heart avay;For, ach! she vas so lofelyAs never yet I found—I tink dot evenbothmy armsHer vaist could not go round.Von day to me she say: "I vishI could dose dough-nuts make;My family is goned avay;Come now, und ve shall makeSome dough-nuts in my kitchen,If you vill show me how."I go. Because I tink, perhaps,I get her for mine vrow.Der kitchen id vas big und clean,Der supper vas set out.Mit places at der tableFor two, mit pie, und stout.I show her how dough-nuts to make,Und den ve sit to sup;Ven comes a vistle at der gate;Der voman she jumps up."Quick! quick!" she say, "here somevon comes,Und you must herein hide."
Dese vimens! Ach! dese vimens!To me id is quide sadDat dey can be so bootiful,Und yet can be so bad.Dey vonce a fool haf made meAs never vas before;Bud now Iknowdose vimens,Und dey don't do dat no more.
Dese vimens! Ach! dese vimens!
To me id is quide sad
Dat dey can be so bootiful,
Und yet can be so bad.
Dey vonce a fool haf made me
As never vas before;
Bud now Iknowdose vimens,
Und dey don't do dat no more.
Look! I am here a baker,Und bread und biscuits bake,Der dough-nuts, und der cooken,Und all such tings I make;Von voman to my shop come,So bootiful und big,Her eyes vas plue und shining,Her hair joost like a vig.
Look! I am here a baker,
Und bread und biscuits bake,
Der dough-nuts, und der cooken,
Und all such tings I make;
Von voman to my shop come,
So bootiful und big,
Her eyes vas plue und shining,
Her hair joost like a vig.
She buy of me some dough-nuts,She come again next day,Und in my dough-nuts buyingShe stole mine heart avay;For, ach! she vas so lofelyAs never yet I found—I tink dot evenbothmy armsHer vaist could not go round.
She buy of me some dough-nuts,
She come again next day,
Und in my dough-nuts buying
She stole mine heart avay;
For, ach! she vas so lofely
As never yet I found—
I tink dot evenbothmy arms
Her vaist could not go round.
Von day to me she say: "I vishI could dose dough-nuts make;My family is goned avay;Come now, und ve shall makeSome dough-nuts in my kitchen,If you vill show me how."I go. Because I tink, perhaps,I get her for mine vrow.
Von day to me she say: "I vish
I could dose dough-nuts make;
My family is goned avay;
Come now, und ve shall make
Some dough-nuts in my kitchen,
If you vill show me how."
I go. Because I tink, perhaps,
I get her for mine vrow.
Der kitchen id vas big und clean,Der supper vas set out.Mit places at der tableFor two, mit pie, und stout.I show her how dough-nuts to make,Und den ve sit to sup;Ven comes a vistle at der gate;Der voman she jumps up."Quick! quick!" she say, "here somevon comes,Und you must herein hide."
Der kitchen id vas big und clean,
Der supper vas set out.
Mit places at der table
For two, mit pie, und stout.
I show her how dough-nuts to make,
Und den ve sit to sup;
Ven comes a vistle at der gate;
Der voman she jumps up.
"Quick! quick!" she say, "here somevon comes,
Und you must herein hide."
She pushes me der pantry in,Mit nothing else beside.I peep der keyhole through und seeA big policeman stand;Der voman seems him pleased to see,Und shakes him by der hand.Den dey two at der supper sit(Dot supper made for me),Und I am in der pantry shut,mad as mad can be;I sit der flour barrel upon,Der barrel it go through,Und in der flour I tumble. Ach!It make me schneize "Tish-oo!"
She pushes me der pantry in,Mit nothing else beside.I peep der keyhole through und seeA big policeman stand;Der voman seems him pleased to see,Und shakes him by der hand.Den dey two at der supper sit(Dot supper made for me),Und I am in der pantry shut,mad as mad can be;I sit der flour barrel upon,Der barrel it go through,Und in der flour I tumble. Ach!It make me schneize "Tish-oo!"
She pushes me der pantry in,Mit nothing else beside.I peep der keyhole through und seeA big policeman stand;Der voman seems him pleased to see,Und shakes him by der hand.
She pushes me der pantry in,
Mit nothing else beside.
I peep der keyhole through und see
A big policeman stand;
Der voman seems him pleased to see,
Und shakes him by der hand.
Den dey two at der supper sit(Dot supper made for me),Und I am in der pantry shut,mad as mad can be;I sit der flour barrel upon,Der barrel it go through,Und in der flour I tumble. Ach!It make me schneize "Tish-oo!"
Den dey two at der supper sit
(Dot supper made for me),
Und I am in der pantry shut,
mad as mad can be;
I sit der flour barrel upon,
Der barrel it go through,
Und in der flour I tumble. Ach!
It make me schneize "Tish-oo!"
Der policeman say "Hark! vat is dat?"Und open burst der door;Dey see me den,—all vite mit flourUnd tumbled on der floor.Der voman scream "A burglar man!"Und tremble, und look pale;Der policeman den he take me up,And march me off to gaol.Der magistrate some money forA fine shall make me pay;Der policeman und der vomanDey get married yesterday:So never now I trust no moreAllvimens vat I see;Dey make again some other manA fool, butneverme.
Der policeman say "Hark! vat is dat?"Und open burst der door;Dey see me den,—all vite mit flourUnd tumbled on der floor.Der voman scream "A burglar man!"Und tremble, und look pale;Der policeman den he take me up,And march me off to gaol.Der magistrate some money forA fine shall make me pay;Der policeman und der vomanDey get married yesterday:So never now I trust no moreAllvimens vat I see;Dey make again some other manA fool, butneverme.
Der policeman say "Hark! vat is dat?"Und open burst der door;Dey see me den,—all vite mit flourUnd tumbled on der floor.Der voman scream "A burglar man!"Und tremble, und look pale;Der policeman den he take me up,And march me off to gaol.
Der policeman say "Hark! vat is dat?"
Und open burst der door;
Dey see me den,—all vite mit flour
Und tumbled on der floor.
Der voman scream "A burglar man!"
Und tremble, und look pale;
Der policeman den he take me up,
And march me off to gaol.
Der magistrate some money forA fine shall make me pay;Der policeman und der vomanDey get married yesterday:So never now I trust no moreAllvimens vat I see;Dey make again some other manA fool, butneverme.
Der magistrate some money for
A fine shall make me pay;
Der policeman und der voman
Dey get married yesterday:
So never now I trust no more
Allvimens vat I see;
Dey make again some other man
A fool, butneverme.