Yawcob Strauss and Other Poems/Dot Poodle Dog


 * Mine cracious, vot a gountry,
 * Und vot a beoples too!
 * I feel so bad, already,
 * I don'd know vot to do.


 * I had von leedle poodle dog,
 * So handsome vot couldt been;
 * Und alvays, vheresoe'er I vent,
 * Dot poodle dog vas seen.


 * He youst to vollow me aroundt,
 * In schpite off rain und hail;
 * Und, oh, der comfort vot I dook
 * In der vag off dot dog's tail!


 * Von day I missed mine Schneider,
 * (Dot vas der poodle's name;)
 * Und, though I vistled all aroundt,
 * Dot poodle didn't came.


 * I looked about der sausage-shops,
 * (Vhere dey cut some vunny capers.)
 * Und dold dot he vas schtrayed or stoldt
 * In all der daily bapers.


 * I hunted eferyvhere aroundt,—
 * Oup hill, und down der dale:
 * Und all der beoples lauft at me
 * To hear dot poodle's tale.




 * Von morning early I vas oudt,
 * A valking oup der schtreet,
 * Ven righdt avay I seen a sight
 * Vot schtopped mine heart to beat.


 * Mine cracious! vot you dink it vas
 * Dot villed me mit surbrise?
 * Tvas leedle Schneider vot vas losht,
 * Righdt dhere pefore mine eyes!


 * You know schust how id is myself
 * Ven somedings stardt you, — aindt id?
 * Vell, ven I saw dot poodle dog,
 * Py shings! I almost vaulted!


 * A darky had him on a pole,
 * Mit pails off vater near.
 * He used him vashing vindows off:
 * Mine cracious, dot vas qveer!


 * He dipped him righdt indo der pail,
 * Schust like he vas a rag :
 * Der life vas oudt off dot poodle dog;
 * Der tail had losht its vag!