4 Sheitzen Geiggelz

Laz tyme ven I vayd myzelf,

I vonderd vhat I hate.

I vent and lookt upon ze zhelf

and zaw zarez ownly yate

lowvz uv bred, to jarz uv jem

und fivf uv pee-nut botter.

Dare shud be moor bees-eyed de Spam;

I giss eye hate de otter

Yisterday. Een mye deefince,

I vaz pritty ungree!

I giss eye gawt no commin sinse,

(Mye vife unt frenz agree).

Aye voke ap awn ze keechin flor

duh forck still een my hint

I trried to go to git zuh moor

but reel-eyesd I kint.

Und sew I crolled to bat rhum skil

And vound hout vat I dun:

I vas liss lighk man ant moor lighk vale

I now vayed for ohh von.

Unt sew, eym spos to vawch meye vate

Be cuss my belly veiggels,

bot leyef’s tew zhort, aye pial my pleight

und haff beeg sheitzen geiggels.