Watty and May, or, The Wife Reclaimed/The Puzzled Dutchman
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THE PUZZLED DUTCHMAN.
Im a proken-hearted Deutscher,Vot's villed mit crief und shame.I dells you vot der drouble ish:I doesn't know my name.
You dinks dis fery vunny, eh?Yen you der schtory hear,You vill not vonder den so mooch,It vas so schtrange und queer.
My moder had dwo leedle twins;Dey vas me und mine broder:Ye lookt so fery mooch alice,No von knew vich vrom toder.
Von off der poys was "Yawcob,"Und "Hans" der oder's name: But den it made no tifferent,Ye both got called the same.
Veil; von of us got tead—Yaw, Mynheer, dat ish so!But vedder Hans or Yawcob,Mine moder she don'd know.
Und so I am in droubles:I gan't kit droo mine hed,Vedder I'm Hans vot's lifing.Or Yawcob vot ish tead!