A wonderful day with rusks, sugared chocolate, wafers,
passing out repeatedly - yet glorious with life; suddenly
I talk like an organ again, fast and furious, no stopping
for breath - driving like a fiend, swerving right and left
Knowing expensive BMW’s will take flight - music at full
volume in the office to drown interminably loud gurgled
exclamations of my bubbling colleague – and I sang while
entering and leaving the building
Farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye, Sound of Music not
good enough for Annette, she clamoured for The Student
Prince - Adieu, good friends I say Adieu, I can no longer
stay with thee – I know it, started the song correctly
There is a Tavern in the Town - noisy descent in the
lift, driving home even better than early morning - I
very seldom feel so happy in my skin as I do today,
wish I could always eat the foodstuff that does this
For me - and sing for the joy of being here!
Thursday 24 October 2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem