Then it was published in the magazine Punchnells, which I don't think exists anymore because magazines, much like restaurants, mostly don't last very long. But here is the poem. The germans are fighting in the hallway and although I don't speak the language, I know I agree with the woman. I wish the man would pipe down. I wish the man would get angry enough to storm off and not come back
Hey, thank you for sharing the story in the back or the poem and the back story behind where you were in life when you wrote it. It's got to be interesting to be in such a melting pot at that time in your life of so many cultures and languages and intellectuals, to say the least