Once in Germany a Spanish man

asked this American

how to use the phone.

Now I’ve studied Spanish

in my day,

but the year of the day was long before,

in ’84,

and now I live in Holland.

In Holland they speak Dutch.

That means not much to a Spaniard,

but sadly Dutch

words were the only words

I could think of to help the Spaniard.

I had thought at Pentecost

God had set it aright,

but clearly we’re still lacking light

when an American in Germany

speaks Dutch to a Spaniard!