"DER DOG UND DER LOBSTER."
(From the New York Clipper.)
Dot dog he vos dot kind of dog
Vot ketch dot ret so sly,
Und squeeze him mit his leetle teeth,
Und den dot ret vos die.
Dot dog he vas onquisitive
Vareffer he vas go,
Und, like dot vooman, all der time
Someding he vants to know.
Vone day, all by dot market-stand
Vare fish und clams dey sell,
Dot dog vas poke his nose aboud
Und find out vat he smell.
Dot lobster he vas took dot snooze
Mit von eye open vide,
Und ven dot dog vas come along
Dot lobster he vas spied.
Dot dog he smell him mit his nose,
Und scratch him mit his paws,
Und push dot lobster all aboud,
Und vonder vot he vas.
Und den dot lobster he voke up,
Und crawl yoost like dot snail,
Und make vide open ov his claws,
Und grab dot doggie's tail.
Und den so quick as never vas
Dot cry vent to der sky,
Und, like dem swallows vot dey sing,
Dot dog vas homeward fly.
Yoost like dot dunderbolt he vent—
Der sight vas awful grand.
Und every street dot dog vas turn,
Down vent dot apple-stand.
Der shildren cry, der vimmin scream,
Der mens fall on der ground;
Und dot boliceman mit his club
Vas novare to pe found.
I make dot run und call dot dog,
Und vistle awful kind;
Dot makes no difference vot I say,
Dot dog don't look pehind.
Und pooty soon dot race vas end,
Dot dog vas lost his tail—
Dot lobster I vas took him home,
Und cook him in dot pail.
Dot moral vas, I tole you 'boud,
Pefore vas neffer known—
Don't vant to find out too much dings
Dot vasn't ov your own!
Saul Sertrew.