All Sorts of Things E-Book

Alfred Spitzmüller

• Herausgeber: novum publishing
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 97

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025

Beschreibung

Everyday life always offers a variety of colorful and gray to black experiences, which usually have some kind of influence on life and are thus reflected in these stories and poems. And because life is so infinitely diverse, the whole thing is called "Allerlei" (All Sorts). I owe my lines to the diversity of life, my inspirations and ideas, which were simply given to me along with the ability to write poetry. These lines are intended to bring a smile, joy, and laughter to the faces of some of my contemporaries, while also giving them something to think about and perhaps even prompting them to rethink things.

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Table of Contents

Contents

1. All sorts of things about myself

2. All sorts of things about corona

3. All sorts of stories

4. All sorts of life

5. All sorts of things throughout life

6. All sorts of infatuations

7. All sorts of marriages and so on

8. All sorts of things about death

9. All sorts of childish things

10. All sorts of things from the little bungler

11. All sorts of things of thoughts

12. All sorts of things on the side

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Table of Contents

Contents

1. All sorts of things about myself

2. All sorts of things about corona

3. All sorts of stories

4. All sorts of life

5. All sorts of things throughout life

6. All sorts of infatuations

7. All sorts of marriages and so on

8. All sorts of things about death

9. All sorts of childish things

10. All sorts of things from the little bungler

11. All sorts of things of thoughts

12. All sorts of things on the side

1. All sorts of things about myself

Yes, it's not so easy to write stuff like this about yourself. What does mankind want to know about me? Nothing! Because up until now, I was generally non-existent for this world. Just not there, a kind of nothing or almost nothing like most people on this globe. Yes! But now I have emerged from the depths of insignificance. Maybe I'll disappear again - who knows?

Life is not only fun and joyful. It's also serious and often worrying and sad. All in all, less funny than serious, I think. But! You also have the opportunity to enjoy the small and smallest things in this world and have a good time.

Everyday life always offers some colorful and gray to black experiences, which usually had and have some kind of influence on my life and are somehow reflected in my stories and poems. And because life is so infinitely varied, the whole thing is called "All sorts of things".

I owe my lines and poems to the diversity of life and my inspirations, which were simply given to me. Above all, however, my dear father, whose reading interests unintentionally made me a fan of Karl May, Leo Tolstoy and Wilhelm Busch. In addition, my destiny, my striving for justice, righteousness, recognition of life's subtleties, depth and intellectual freedom shaped my life.

It was only late in life that I realized my love and passion for thinking and writing poetry. Over time, my penchant for perfectionism asserted itself. I was never completely satisfied with what I had written - it just had to be right for me and maximally optimized! So I revised many poems and texts that I had already written. On the one hand, it was and still is nice and pleasing that new themes and stories kept coming to mind, which on the other hand prevented me from correcting and finishing the poems I had long since written.

But now I have drawn a first line and would like to pass on my true, sometimes not so true or freely invented poems and stories as well as my colorful and perhaps not so flowery and colorful thoughts on the life of (sometimes catastrophic) humanity, perhaps to give one or the other contemporary a little smile, joy and laughter or, on the other hand, to make him think a little and perhaps also to make him rethink.

But! This final line is only the first, because life is far too interesting and effervescent to describe it in all its diversity! The only two sure things in life are death - it is bound to come sometime and somewhere - and unfortunately there are always more of the stupid ones! Well, that's a fact - unfortunately!

But once the passion to live and love life has taken hold of you, you can't let go. Then, of necessity, the two unpleasant "sure things" are part of it. Don't suffer because of it, live! Enjoy the short time you have here to give and receive joy.

As my dearest darling so often says: "This is life!"

She touches my soul, my ego, my being and she makes me very happy. She is my driving force and allows me to write day and night, the freedom to be me at with all my rough edges - just as I respect her rough edges. She is my thoroughbred woman!

I have (re)found myself in my life and also found my way back:

to myself and my ego

to my writing

to my belief in love through my dearest treasure

to happiness

2. All sorts of things about corona

The corona virus (summer 2020)

Oh dear, and what a bummer

The thing about corona is.

This virus is plaguing us all,

Makes us sick, makes us dead and much more,

Shows boundaries where there are none,

And spreads quickly!

Experts and specialists

They boast of their knowledge,

Which, however, causes confusion,

As some statements are not quite right.

Knowledge is controversial,

For the layman, this is annoying!

Oh, you poor little citizen,

What's to help you now?

Keep your distance, wear a mask,

Does this have any effect?

No one knows for sure,

Neither man nor woman!

Politics and such a hustle and bustle,

Power hustlers, profit mongers,

This guild is not much good

In the unfortunately serious Covid game!

They parley back and forth,

There's only smoke and steam -

not much more!

Only, yes, the Federal Council,

Dares to take action from time to time!

But only much too late,

Which brings him under criticism.

And the differences between cantons - tutuu!

Don't make things any easier!

The second wave, oh darn,

Now everything has been of no use!

Yes-yes, yes-yes, as always,

It's jinxed and getting worse!

The virus is fighting back tremendously.

It's probably best to stay at home!

But there are also opponents,

They're not understanding.

"Covid is just the flu",

Proclaims this anti-clan,

Demonstrating and making a racket

And behave like pigs!

Well, oh dear, yes, indeed

The Federal Council is now buckling

In front of the big business bosses,

Who all with steeds and horses

Playing with the people's lives

And feel neither sorrow nor remorse!

Now, moreover, it must be added,

Does the Confederation and so also lie!

It is affirmed again and again:

"Masks are useless, dear people!"

In retrospect, it is clear,

Unfortunately, the masks were rare!

Corona can't be killed (December 2021)

Even after two years

It keeps the whole world at bay!

The suffering virus, it mutates,

Multiplies unabashedly!

The new thing is rampant - and how!

Omikron, that's the name of the beast!

This animal tells us:

"To all humans, I'm staying here!

Wear a mask, test, pray,

But nothing save yourselves from Covid hardships!"

Therefore, some people realize:

Maybe I'll be kissed by death!

How successful I am!

It's bad for humanity,

But no matter,

I infect more and more!

Which makes me happy as a virus,

Oh, my evil heart, it laughs!

People are trying to defeat me,

To get me dead at last,

But I am creative

And mutate intensely!

Soon the version will follow

With the name Ypsilon!

I have silent friends here,

Are a bit stupid and help me,

Do without the vaccine prinking,

Grumbling, mobbing and bitching

And risk dying that way,

To become completely dead!

The Federal Council these days

Doesn't seem to have much to say,

Driven from all sides

It practices procrastination!

Like puppets, you could say,

Who ultimately have nothing to say!

Yes - and the dear public health department

Is overwhelmed - yes, you see!

Still, yes, and by hand

They search the whole country

Every day and for two years now

For the true Covid figures!

Oh, how good it is to be important

So in life on top of everything else!

With the animals, this is also

Commonplace and a custom.

They boast, make noise and more:

"I'm the best, look at me!"

In this case, it's a specialist,

Who likes to be in the limelight,

A virologist, one more!

And he warns us all:

"Wearing a mask is only good,

For those who don't get vaccinated!"

The epidemic master also says:

"Boosting makes the virus bolder!"

So things get very confusing,

Not to say completely abstruse!

Because nobody really knows anymore,

What helps and what is bad.

What joy, what joy!

The numbers are rising in no time!

"Omikron, I love you!",

Says the virus to itself.

"Oh, how good and look here,

There are more and more sick people!"

Unvaccinated people queue up

Outside the hospital and hope anxiously:

"Is there still a free bed here,

I hope so, maybe?!

Please let me stay alive

And please don't float to heaven!"

The booted Alfred (July 2022)

And the poking continues,

Number three follows.

Booster is the name of this stitch,

It should be good for me and you!

The protection will be optimal afterwards

And very fatal for Corona!

At first, everything seemed to be fine,

But then the pain began!

Slowly mean, after a few days,

The vaccination began to plague him.

Quietly at first, as always,

Then it got worse and worse!

If you get a booster, you have to know,

Somehow you get screwed,

Because by now, yes, you know,

Some boosters are dangerous!

They do all sorts of things

And death is also included!

Skin rashes, nasty itching,

It started to twitch everywhere,

Back pain, flu, fever,

Vasoconstrictions, my dears.

If you keep on boosting like this,

Life is no longer cheerful!

3. All sorts of stories

The dear taxes

Oh, how high the tax is

And how expensive it is to be here!

So everyone complains to themselves,

Sad, because the situation is bad!

Because the tax authorities need money

Like the citizen money to live!

Well-behaved and resigned,

Anxious and dismayed

Describing this tax torch

And realize that even the dachshund

Is subject to the tax obligation

And joins man and property!

So the dachshund becomes a nuisance -

And they drown him in the river!

They continue to study here,

Which still reduces taxes.

Yes, now and then you cheat,

So that nobody can notice!

But the state - oh dear - how clever,

Takes it very seriously in this case!

It calculates and checks,

Often in great depth,

Until a thrifty little citizen

Is caught in the fiscal net!

Some petty swindler caught,

Because he fished in the state's net,

Firstly, pays more in the end,

Secondly, this annoys him very much

And thirdly, the state have to watch out for this clever one,

In the future, keep an eye on him!

Everyone knows them,

The hypocrites, liars and suck-ups.

Even the good ones are known,

But not interesting in this case.

It's the shady, nasty bad guys,

Who jet through the tax loops!

Those who lie nobly and brazenly,

Usually convinces the taxman!

It's not the poor little bastards:

No, it's the innocents,

Who are wealthy to boot

And want to be white lambs!

All means are right,

Whine, whine, it's bad!

My company, oh what misery:

Downfall, bankruptcy threatens!

Dear tax authorities, help me,

I would be very grateful!

The Minister of Finance

Should dance to the tune of the rich.

He is being put under pressure,

What a mess is being made here!

And the misstep is followed by annoyance: