Harrison Poem

by W. T. Keener

Its a tale of Klaus and Katrina,

Whose reputation was unjustly soiled,

A chambermaid too full of duty

Accused them of breaking the rules.

Upon discharging her daily chores

Inside the bathroom door she did find

Scratches so deep you only could read them

As a futile attempt to escape.

When confronted with the question of damage,

Klaus waived the maid's boss off with disdain:

"We never, no never, break rules you know;

Its the genes that surge through our veins."

Katrina's reaction was different;

Of course, directly had she been accused

Of locking the dauschound in the bathroom

And shuffling off for a meal.

In the middle of this confrontation,

with owner and chambermaid alike,

and with large flabby arms folded,

Katrina let spittle fly:

"Klaus told you that we respect order,

And that rules we never would break.

We would never leave fido in harms way

Nor in a place where he could not escape."

"If those scratches were done while we stayed here,

we are sorry and completely surprised.

We'll have to discuss it with young Horstie,

who's wrists to the door were tied."

All four had a laugh at son Horstie,

Klaus less than the other three.

Because he had to teach Horstie

by breaking at least one of his knees.

This story became somehow famous.

All throughout the land.

The damage, and the punishment.

That surely fit the crime.

Katrina and Klaus were reveled:

And the people flocked around.

To offer them the all the respect;

Of prize parents in German land.