Missundercover07

The Weihnachts-Poem When the last Kalender-sheets flattern through the Winter-streets and Decemberwind is blowing, then is everybody knowing that it is not allzuweit: she does come, the Weihnachtszeit. All the Menschen, Leute, people flippen out of ihrem Stübel run to Kaufhof,Aldi, Mess make Konsum and business. Kaufen this and jenes Dings and the churchturmglocke rings! Manche holen sich a Tännchen. When this brennt, they cry: 'Attention!' Rufen for the Feuerwehr: 'Please come quick and rescue here!' Goes the Tännchen up in Rauch they are standing on the Schlauch. In the kitchen of the house mother makes th