And from the land of Sauerkraut <br />came, blond and blue of eye <br />a man of gestures, keen to shout <br />he was a giant guy. <br /> <br />He pushed aside those in his way <br />and marched into the Pub, <br />unpacked his bag as if to stay <br />and asked for a large tub. <br /> <br />And when it came he quickly said <br />give me a kitchen knife <br />and one humongous cabbage head <br />I'll make you come alive. <br /> <br />And then this German Grumpy Kraut <br />chopped cabbage without slowing <br />soon it turned into Sauerkraut <br />he said 'I must be going'. <br /> <br />And in the kitchen of the Pub <br />the scum was rising wildly <br />the Sauerkraut inside the tub <br />was done, to put it mildly.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sauerkraut-2/
