Watch out for the Germans' deadly tandem of strikers: Lukas Podolski and Miroslav Klose.
One of his last poems that is seldom ever published is the poem he wrote to Lukas.
In the evening Lukas came back from town driving a cart that was piled high with furniture and clothing and feather beds and food.
Poor Father Lukas in the monastery must hide his head before this master.
In bewilderment Lukas looked this way and that but she was gone.
“You see, Lukas, what happens to a man who has wasted his property,” his wife said.
At sundown on October 19th, Lukas Meyer left his bivouac with about 3,500 men and seven guns.
