The burgher’s has flies off his pointed head, the citizen flies from the pointed head the hat,
everywhere the air of reverberates with what sound like screams, in all air resounds it like shouting.
roofers acres falling off and breaking in two, roofers fall and gehn divide
and along the coasts – the PAPERS says – the tide is rising. and at the coasts – one reads – the tide rises.

The storm is here, the wildly seas acres hopping the storm is there, the wild seas hupfen
ashore tons squash thick dikes . ashore, in order to crush thick dams,
Most peopie have A cold . Most humans have a cold.
The trains acres dropping off the bridges.
The railways fall from the bridges.