Herman

Herman

Ferociously fighting the french
Thoroughly dug in a trench
Was a small impetuous german
Who went by the name of Herman

And Herman fired his rifle
He'd shoot a man for a trifle
Unfazed by grenades and tanks
Herman would pluck french ranks

One at a time like fruit
Shoot, reload and shoot
Herman could drop his opponent
In little less than a moment

Then came this frenchman, Pierre
A young one who knew no fear
In error he fired a bullet
And hit a dutchman named Gullit

Now Gullit and Hermans were friends
Though fighting in oposite ends
More than friends, they were gay lovers
A secret they kept from all others

When Herman heard the news
He suddenly got the blues
He fled and eloped to America
And leaned to play the harmonica

Thus the world was saved
The terrible nazi's were braved
Because their finest sniper
Was a pederastic piper