Winter
When the leaves fall from the trees,
shorten the days every day to pack up when
blackbird, thrush, chaffinch and the suitcases and tits
, travel
if all the maggots, moths, mosquitoes,
we missed the crush,
die of themselves - believed to me: It
winter just around the corner!
I let him stand!
I play him a trick!
I locked the door and
concluded well!
He can not clean!
I got it smeared!
Now the winter around the corner ---
and freezes!
Heinz Erhardt
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