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OF tarts there be a thousand kinds, / So versatile the art, / And, as we all have different minds, / Each has his favorite tart; / But those which most delight the rest / Methinks should suit me not: / The onion tart doth please me best, -- / Ach, Gott! mein lieber Gott!
Where but in Deutschland can be found / This boon of which I sing? / Who but a Teuton could compound / This _sui generis_ thing? / None with the German frau can vie / In arts cuisine, I wot, / Whose _summum bonum_ breeds the sigh, / "Ach, Gott! mein lieber Gott!"