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Click hereOne day Adolf went for a walk,
He thought he'd "exercise" awhile.
A dog just up and pissed on him,
And he screamed out "Sieg heil seig heil!"
Adolf made his "Coherts" nervous,
When he gave them his "greasy" smile.
He'd make some of them "shit" their pants,
When he'd holler "Sieg heil sieg heil!"
He "liked" his first cousin Eva,
Because he thought she had real style.
He even made HER shit one day,
When he screamed out "Sieg heil seig heil!"
Adolf "always" hated the "Jews,"
He blamed "Them" for his nasty bile.
He made more than "Six-Million" pay,
With his screams of "Sieg heil sieg heil!"
But after all Adolf was "Small,"
With an "ego" "chuck" full of "Guile."
The "Allies" started "Kicking ass,"
While Adolf screamed "Sieg heil sieg heil!"
When the war was "nearly" ended,
And his "Bunker" was his last "Isle,"
Adolf made his "last" statement with,
A whimpering "Sieg heil sieg heil!!"
It may be inevitable that overtime there will be more and more efforts to process the un-processable. More and more art comes with narratives that put Hitler in human proportions. I profess to have a personal bias, but show me someone who does not.
This poem seems to take a similar path which in this case means a satire. I still can not avoid the feeling that any such effort minimizes the enormity of the evil associated with the man. I simply could not laugh.
A humorous look back now that the psycho's long gone
Or perhaps there's a new one out there who'll replace him.