en lycée, we had goethe galore, not much stuck but this: getretner quark wird breit nicht stark (dirt we tread isn’t hardened, but spread).
at least sometimes very true.

So you had been lucky to learn some German poets. We had to discuss about the problems of French, Be-Ne-Lux(ians) and German farmers and how to melt down the overflow of produced butter (“Butterberge”! - could have been a DaDa neoverbalism but was truly a semi official term that times!)
Oh felix Gallia (Belgica?)!

not to forget the weinseen

i must admit i didn’t know cagey house before (i know i don’t look around an awful lot - spending evenings like the hare in Alice in Wonderland, no time no time) - but what a find!

you’re very welcome.