Und he vinked at Maud, und said, “My dear,
Gif me, of you pblease, a glass of bier.”
She vend to der pblace vere der bier keg shtood,
Und pringed him a glass dot vas fresh und goot,
“Dot’s goot,” said Hans, “dot’s a better drink
As effer I had in mine life, I dink.”
He dalked for a vhile, den said, “Goot day,”
Und up der shdreet he dook his vay.
Maud hofed a sigh, and said, “Oh, how
I’d likd to been dot olt man’s frow,