My sweet darling! Here in carton walls
Gar variously shaped sweets.
The fruits are holy Christmas time,
Deep fried breaded auszuspenden only the children!
you I'd be poetic with sweet speech, contact
carrots ready to feast;
But what's with such vanities?
way an attempt to use flattery to blind!
But there is another trick, from inside the
speaks to the interior, can fit in the distance, the
only to blow you over.
And then you feel a kind Remember
glad you blinked as well-known stars,
Will you not disdain the smallest gift.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749-1832)
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