X-Mas Gedicht

X-Mas Gedicht

When the last Kalender-sheets

flattern through the Winter-streets

and Decemberwind is blowing,

then is everybody knowing

that it is not allzuweit:

she does come, the Weihnachtszeit.

All the Menschen, Leute, people

flippen out of ihrem Stuebel

run to Kaufhof, Aldi, Mess

make Konsum and business.

Kaufen this and jenes Ding

and the churchturmglocke rings!

Manche holen sich a Tännchen.

When this brennt, they cry: "Attention!"

Rufen for the Feuerwehr:

"Please come quick and rescue here!"

Goes the Tännchen up in Rauch

they are standing on the Schlauch.

In the kitchen of the house

mother makes the Christmasschmaus.

She is working, schufting, bakes,

hit is now her Yoghurtkeks.

And the Opa says as tester:

"We are killed bis zu Sylvester!"

Then he fills the last Glas Wein,

yes, this is the Christmastime.

Day by day does so vergang,

and the holy night does come.

You can think, you can remember,

this is immer in December.

Then the childrenlein are coming

candle-wachs is abwärts running

Bing of Crosby Christmas sings

while the towerglocke rings

and the angles look so fine

weil, this is the Weihnachtstime.

Baby-eyes are big and rund,

the family feels kerngesund,

when unterm Baum is hocking-

realy nothing can them shocking.

They are happy, are so fine,

this happens in Christamstime.

The animals all in the house,

the Hund, the Katz, the bird, the mouse,

are turning round the Wiehnachtstree

enjoy the day as ever nie,

weil they find Kittekat and Schappi

in the Geschenkkarton von Pappi.

The family begins to sing

and wieder does a Glöckchen ring.

Zum Song vom grünen Tannenbaum

die Tränen rennen down and down-

bis the mother plötzlich flennt:

"Die Gans im Ofen ist verbrennt!"

because her nose is very fine

wie jedes Jahr zur Christmastime.

The End