Erin -- silly girl -- would like this. Too bad she's not around to give a cheer or two! Your German's over my head, you know. It was hard enough to learn what "sitzfleisch" means, which I've already forgotten. So much for the value of google. Stan ----- Original Message ----- From: Mike Geary To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx Sent: Sunday, September 03, 2006 3:22 PM Subject: [lit-ideas] SUNDAY POEM TWO CHEERS FOR GERMAN BEERS OR AUS MY HOUSE OR WHISTLE LIKE A MISSILE FOR A FREE BEER Erin is in Berlin -- let the fun begin! No more schlepping through die stinklangweilig English Straussen Now she's goose-steeping herrlichkeitly down Schopenhauerstrasse, yassuh, Wenn die Katze aus dem Haus ist, tanzen die Mause. Silly girl. If only she knew how to whistle like a V2 missle she could drink for free in any London bar scarffing down the beers of those who knew the war who, remembering the fears, dive for safety under tables. Shoot, she could taste all the labels. ******** Everybody's going out and having fun. Here I am, staying home and having none. Mike Geary