The Pied Piper of Hamelin - 7
09.03.2008 - A thousand guilders! The Mayor looked blue; So did the Corporation too. For council dinners made rare havock With Claret, Moselle, Vin-de-Grave, Hock; And half the money would replenish Their cellar's biggest butt with Rhenish. To pay this sum to a wandering fellow With a gipsy coat of red and yellow! „Beside," quoth the Mayor, with a knowing wink, „Our business was done at the river's brink; We saw with our eyes the vermin sink, And what's dead ...
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[...] I'll bait a stiver! And folks who put me in a passion May find me pipe to another fashion." „How?" cried the Mayor, "d'ye think I'll brook Being worse [...]
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