Das "das"-Spiel o.o

    Hatte heute vor lauter Müdigkeit nichts zu tun als mir Sätze auszudenken die sogar noch einigermaßen logisch sind.


    Fangen wir mal einfach an:


    Das Haus brennt.
    Dass das Haus brennt haben wir schon gemerkt.
    Dass das "das" hier am Satzanfang steht sieht jeder.
    Dass das "das" das Wort am Anfang dieses Satzes ist, ist klar!
    Dass das "das" das "das" vom Satzanfang ist, sehen wir alle.
    Dass das "das" das "das", das auch im vorherigen Satz am Anfang stand, ist, sieht jeder!
    Dass das "das" das "das", das das Haus benennt, ist, stimmt nicht!
    Dass das "das" das "das", das das "das" benennt, ist, klingt komisch!
    Dass das "das" das "das", das das "das", das hier am Anfang steht, benennt, ist, klingt komisch!
    und so weiter...



    Oder wie war es hiermit (Das ist jetzt nicht von mir):
    Der Hund, welcher den Hasen, der über das Feld, wo sich die Mühle, in der kein Müller mehr wohnt, läuft, excrementiert, ohne auf die Rufe des einsamen Wanderers, welcher den Besitzer, der sein Tier in einer Pause aus den Augen, um zu pinkeln, verloren hatte, zu beachten.

    Erinnert mich irgendwie an das folgende, englische Gedicht:


    "This is the house that Jack built..."
    by Mother Goose


    This is the house that Jack built.


    This is the malt
    That lay in the house that Jack built.


    This is the rat,
    That ate the malt
    That lay in the house that Jack built.


    This is the cat,
    That killed the rat,
    That ate the malt
    That lay in the house that Jack built.


    This is the dog,
    That worried the cat,
    That killed the rat,
    That ate the malt
    That lay in the house that Jack built.


    This is the cow with the crumpled horn,
    That tossed the dog,
    That worried the cat,
    That killed the rat,
    That ate the malt
    That lay in the house that Jack built.


    This is the maiden all forlorn,
    That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
    That tossed the dog,
    That worried the cat,
    That killed the rat,
    That ate the malt
    That lay in the house that Jack built.


    This is the man all tattered and torn,
    That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
    That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
    That tossed the dog,
    That worried the cat,
    That killed the rat,
    That ate the malt
    That lay in the house that Jack built.


    This is the priest all shaven and shorn,
    That married the man all tattered and torn,
    That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
    That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
    That tossed the dog,
    That worried the cat,
    That killed the rat,
    That ate the malt
    That lay in the house that Jack built.


    This is the cock that crowed in the morn,
    That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,
    That married the man all tattered and torn,
    That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
    That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
    That tossed the dog,
    That worried the cat,
    That killed the rat,
    That ate the malt
    That lay in the house that Jack built.


    This is the farmer sowing his corn,
    That kept the cock that crowed in the morn,
    That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,
    That married the man all tattered and torn,
    That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
    That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
    That tossed the dog,
    That worried the cat,
    That killed the rat,
    That ate the malt
    That lay in the house that Jack built.



    *hust*

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