Yawcob Strauss and Other Poems/Yawcob Strauss






 * I Haf von funny leedle poy,
 * Vot gomes schust to mine knee;
 * Der queerest schap, der Greatest rogue,
 * As efer you dit see.
 * He runs, und schumps, and schmashes dings
 * In all barts off der house:
 * But vot off dot? he vas mine son,
 * Mine leedle Yawcob Strauss.


 * He get der measles und der mumbs,
 * Und eferyding dot's oudt;
 * He sbills mine glass off lager bier,
 * Foots schnuff indo mine kraut.




 * He fills mine pipe mit Limburg cheese,-
 * Dot vas der roughest chouse:
 * I'd dake dot vrom no oder poy
 * But leedle Yawcob Strauss.


 * He dakes der milk-ban for a dhrum,
 * Und cuts mine cane in dwo,
 * To make der schticks to beat it mit,
 * Mine cracious, dot vas drue!




 * I dinks mine hed vas schplit abart,
 * He kicks oup sooch a touse:
 * But nefer mind; der poys vas few
 * Like dot young Yawcob Strauss.


 * He asks me questions sooch as dese:
 * Who baints mine nose so red?
 * Who vas it cuts dot schmoodth blace oudt
 * Vrom der hair ubon mine hed?




 * Und vhere der plaze goes vrom der lamp
 * Vene'er der glim I douse.
 * How gan I all dose dings eggsblain
 * To dot schmall Yawcob Strauss ?


 * I somedimes dink I schall go vild
 * Mit sooch a grazy poy,
 * Und vish vonce more I gould haf rest,
 * Und beaceful dimes enshoy;




 * But ven he vas ashleep in ped,
 * So guiet as a mouse,
 * I prays der Lord, " Dake anyding,
 * But leaf dot Yawcob Strauss."