Max and Moritz

A Juvenile History in Seven Tricks
by Wilhelm Busch

Last Trick

Max and Moritz! I grow sick,
When I think on your last trick.

Why must these two scalawags
Cut those gashes in the bags?

See! the farmer on his back
Carries corn off in a sack.

Scarce has he begun to travel,
When the corn runs out like gravel.

All at once he stops and cries:
"Darn it! I see where it lies!"

Ha! with what delighted eyes
Max and Moritz he espies.

Rabs! he opens wide his sack,
Shoves the rogues in - Hukepack!

It grows warm with Max and Moritz,
For to mill the farmer hurries.

"Master Miller! Hallo, man!
Grind me that as quick as you can!"

"In with 'em!" Each wretched flopper
Headlong goes into the hopper.

As the farmer turns his back, he
Hears the mill go "creaky! cracky!"

Here you see the bits post mortem,
Just as Fate was pleased to sort 'em.

Master Miller's ducks with speed

Gobbled up the coarse-grained feed.

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