Struwwelhitler

A Nazi Story Book

by Dr. Schrecklichkeit

1941

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9. THE STORY OF FIDGETY ADOLF

Let me see if Adolf can

Be a little gentleman;

Let me see if he is able

To sit still for once at table:

Uncle Sam said "Boy! Behave!"

Aunt Britannia looked grave.

It's really too bad,

The fidgety lad;

He wriggles

And jiggles,

And then I declare,

Swings backwards and forwards

And tilts up his chair

Just like any rocking horse;

"Adolf! We are getting cross!"

Sec the naughty restless child

Growing still more rude and wild,

Till his chair falls over quite.

Adolf screams with all his might

Catches at the cloth, but then

That makes matters worse again.

Down upon the ground they fall

Glasses, plates, knives, forks and all.

Auntie B. did fret and frown

When she saw them tumbling down!

Uncle Sam made such a face!

Adolf is in sad disgrace.

Where is Adolf, where is he?

Fairly covered up you see!

Cloth and all are lying on him;

He has pulled all down upon him.

All the onions, cheese and fruits

Muddled up with Adolf's boots!

Table all so bare, and see!

Uncle Sam and Auntie B.

Look quite cross, and wonder how

Auntie'll make her dinner now.

As for Adolf, there's no doubt

He must go to bed without.