  My wise Professor Kurniker Has not quite wisely said That masculines in German Will ever rank ahead. But how about good Mother Earth, The sun, air and the sea, Without which not a single soul Could in existence be? Depending on the masculines We could not even speak For we would have no lips, lung, tongue Or voices strong or weak. What sights we'd be without our skin And none of us could write Sans pen and hand and without fists What freaks we'd be without our cheeks, Our shoulders, chest and nose And how could we walk all about Unless we had our toes? We'd have no milk to keep us well, No butter for our bread. On most of the delicious fruits We could not then be fed. But few sweet flowers we would have To cheer the sick and sad; No lovely pearls of greatest price To make the ladies glad. We would not have a church or bank Post-office or good school; No linen, silk or wool to wear When Jack Frost makes us cool. We could not patriotic be With no flag for our own And without a good naval fleet Without a purse or library, Without a cup for tea, Sans the ETERNAL FEMININE What would this poor world be? Without the seasons and the week, Without the night and stars, We'd better leave this mundane sphere |
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