Northern Germany – A Poem

Where you meet a girl in the corridor saying ‚Moin‘

Where you hear the seagulls wherever you go

Where the landscape is flat and green

Where windmills are everywhere

Where you see a lot of trains with cars

Where you see cute dark-red brick houses

Where you see a lot of windmills

Where the next river is not far away

Where a raincoat and umbrella are your daily companions

Where the rain comes out to say hi real fast and says bye very soon after

Then you know you must be in Northern Germany

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