Doppelgänger
I had seen the woman briefly on
A trip to Baden-Baden,
Where I'd gone to sell my perfumes,
And my stock of fragrant oils.
It was at the Roman Spa where she
Had briefly parked her car, and I
Just couldn't help but notice
How her hair fell into coils.
Then she turned her face toward me
And my heart, it almost halted,
For she had the bluest eyes that I
Had ever seen, I swear,
And her mouth was like a ruby, and it
Pouted, and it drew me,
And I followed her along the
Schiller Strasse thoroughfare.
But I lost her in the traffic, and I
Wandered, almost frantic,
I had looked for her forever, this,
The woman of my dreams,
Then I saw her, in the distance
In the Baden Grand Casino,
She was on the Black Jack tables
Dealing cards just like a queen.
Well, to make this story shorter, I
Pursued, and then I caught her,
And we fell in love and married,
Honeymooned the second week,
Then we went to Recklinghausen
Where my cousin kept a house, and
Took a barge along the old Kanal,
Our happiness complete.
We settled down in Essen, bought
A small Delicatessen,
And she watched the shop while I
Would do my rounds to earn my keep,
But I started hearing rumours, as you know,
They grow like tumours,
And my happiness was shattered
'Til at last, I couldn't sleep.
For they said that my wife, June,
Was spending every afternoon
In a bar on Friedrich Strasse,
With a man called Heinrich Krupp,
But I didn't dare to ask her,
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poem by David Lewis Paget
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