Andt I am twice so contrary as you,
Andt you arr as worse as dhe worst one too;
Now, ain’d dhat zo?
You like to haf hoonger by dinner, you say,
Aber vhy do you eadt, so dat hoonger go ’vay?
You like to be tired, so you schleep like a top,
Andt you like to go schleep, so dhat tired feeling shtop;
Now, ain’d dhat zo?
You like to haf sugar on sauer t’ings you eadt
Andt you like to haf sauer mit dhe t’ings vhat arr sweet,