Of foreign tongues

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S'il vous plait, mi
lover's heart folds
Perdon! Perdon!
Hello, goodbye
the skylark cries,
"Oi, Oi"
And I hear the horns,
blaring out tribal
bonjours
But cross the rhine,
A window-pane:
"Halo. Doner."
and promises of
dankutschen,
"Halo. Doner!"
dankutschen,
halo.
danke.

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