Hitler called the Devil upon the telephone one day, And the operator listened to all he had to say, “Hello” she heard Old Hitler’s voice, “Is old man Satan home? Just tell him this is Hitler who wants him on the phone. “What can I do?” the devil said, “My dear old Hitler pal. If there’s a thing that I can do, then help I surely shall.” Old Hitler said, “Now listen, and I will try to tell The way that I am running on earth a modern hell. My army went through Belgium, shooting women and children down, We shot up all her country, and blew up all her towns. “I started out for Moscow with the aid of my big tanks, But the Russians, d—- ‘em, stopped us, and would not let us pass. My submarines are devils, you ought to see them fight: They go sneaking through the seas and sink a ship on sight. “I was running things to suit me, until a couple months ago When a man named Franklin Roosevelt wrote me to go slow. He said to me, ‘Dear Adolph, we don’t want to make you sore, So be sure to tell your U-boats to sink our ships no more. I didn’t listen to him, and he’s coming after me With a million Yankee soldiers from their homes across the sea. That is why I called you, Satan, for I want advice from you; I know that you will tell me just what I ought to do.” “My dear old Adolph Hitler, there’s not much for me to tell For the U.S. will make it hotter than I could for you in hell. I have been a mean old devil, but not half as mean as you. I’ll be waiting for your coming, I’ll keep the fire bright, I’ll have your room all ready when the U.S. begins to fight. The U. S. A. will get you, I’ve nothing more to tell— Hang up your phone and get your hat and meet me down in hell.
Posted on: Tue, 01 Oct 2013 16:01:02 +0000
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