Struwwelhitler
1941
StruwwelhitlerA Nazi Story Bookby Dr. Schrecklichkeit
1941
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6. THE STORY OF LITTLE GOBBY POISON PEN
One day, Mamma said: "Gobby dear,I must go out and leave you here.But mind now Gobby, what I say,And don't tell fibs while I'm away.The black man comes, in short, His NibsTo little boys that utter fibs.And write that Johnny's keeping darkHe's lost his brand new Noah's arkOr Winston's sunk his pretty boatTo get his uncle Franklin's goat.He cuts their thumbs clean off – and then,They never more can hold a pen."
Mamma had scarcely turned her backWhen Gob returned to the attackAnd scribbled – "Winston's taking painsTo batter out the Führer's brains."
The door bursts open; in he fliesThe long black Father of all lies.Oh! Children, see! He comes againTo catch out little Poison Pen.Snip! Snap! Snip! The Scissors go;And Gobby cries out – "Oh! Oh! Oh! "Snip! Snap! Snip! They go so fastThat Gobby's thumbs are off at last.
Mamma comes home, there Goebbels standsAnd looks quite sad, and shows his hands –"Ah!" said Mamma, "So, Gobby thenNo more can hold his poison pen.No more will echo roof and rafterTo 'Angriff' nor to 'Beobachter'." |