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[title] => St. Nicolas Day
[time] => 2003-11-30 13:24:33
[hometext] => This is Part 2 of 4
[bodytext] =>  "St. Nicolas Eve" On the fifth of December,-the Eve of Saint Nicolas Day, Some couples dress up in colorful fancy array As Bishop Saint Nicolas - and his unholy peer The cleft-footed Crampus, with tail, who inspires great fear; This Evil One has a switch and rattles a chain, And sometimes they stop to peek through a window pane. The panes are veiled, but pious parents are certain The saint can pass unseen through pane and curtain; Believers know this full well, whether rich or poor But expect any time three taps on the front room door. The two pace the streets, going from house to house; St. Nick brings goodies, the “Crampus” deals the blows St. Nick asks the parents: ”Were the children good? Or did they have a brawl at school and booed Mr. Brocklhuber, or thumbed again their nose At Freddy and Fanny, and put a frog in the sauce? At this the Crampus brandishes a big stick But is stopped in his track by merciful Saint Nick. The children stammer and stutter confessing their sins: “Matthew swiped our cookies and spilled the beans; And Mathew pilfered Gretchen’s cruller and apple; And pulled - o dear! -on her beautiful tress in the chapel From a pew behind he sneaked up and pulled on her tress While Father Klunkelschupf said solemn mass.!” And Hans, who had picked with Franz and John a fight Must twice at once the “Our Father” recite. The Crampus ducks, for prayer drives him mad, But St. Nicolas nods in approval his mitered head, He entreats the children forthwith to take great care, And for the Christ Kind’s coming to prepare. The Saint, - for kissing - now offers his bishop’s ring Then opens the sack, chock-full of many a good thing; He blesses the children and fastens his miter more tight- And the couple take leave and vanish into the night. O loitering heedless Tourist, pray take heed! Should you perchance this illustrious of couple meet; In a busy street, or some lonely snow- covered path; Do not stir up the springs of Crampus’ wrath! - They walk long distances through snow and sleet And on their mission often get wet feet,- The citizens, who hold them very dear, Thrill, when at dusk the two at last appear. O Tourist, rouse your heart, have faith,- believe! When meeting these spirits on Saint Nicolas’ Eve [comments] => 2 [counter] => 228 [topic] => 18 [informant] => Elizabeth_Dandy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Holiday Poetry )
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