Max and MoritzA Juvenile History in Seven Tricks
by Wilhelm Busch
When I think on your last trick.
Cut those gashes in the bags?
Carries corn off in a sack.
When the corn runs out like gravel.
"Darn it! I see where it lies!"
Max and Moritz he espies.
Shoves the rogues in - Hukepack!
For to mill the farmer hurries.
Grind me that as quick as you can!"
Headlong goes into the hopper.
Hears the mill go "creaky! cracky!"
Just as Fate was pleased to sort 'em.
Gobbled up the coarse-grained feed.