The Wine and the Moon
`Oh!' cried the glass of Burgundy wine, • `0 Moon, thou horned cup divine That spillest from thy golden rim Thy pale inebriating light Like some soft sacramental hymn Upon the nightingale-loud night. .
The moon said, as it slipped away:
`I know! I know! Okay! Okay!'
Joachim Ringelnatz (1883-1934)
(translated from the German by David Cram)