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At The Rothenbach

He took our order quickly,
Served  us Brandy and Coke
But he'd not put the Brandy in,
Seemed to think it a big joke.
Didn't think we'd ever miss
That distillation of the grape
Little bit annoyed it seemed
When we objected to his jape

He'd been an SS Offitzer, now
Nearly twenty years  after the war
Served bier to English squaddies
Now a waiter in a German bar
Drunken English soldiers
A bit disturbing I expect
A bit of a comedown to one
Once used to great respect.

Things were better under Hitler
He said, and I was an English Shit
As he pulled out a  can of Mace
And  gave us each a squirt of it.
We sat there a bit stunned
All shocked and surprised
Wondering what to do,
With burning, streaming eyes.

One last straight arm salute,
A bow from the waist,
And he departed from the bar
In a little bit of a haste.
An apology from the landlord
Who agreed service was not good
Perhaps we could take Herr Ober out
And beat him up in the nearby wood.

Medical attention was needed
As we were all rather shaken
And then we all decided that
No action should be taken.
It was, after all, The Rothenbach
And just a gentle little walk
And pleasant surroundings for
A glass of Pils and a talk.

After a decent interval of time,
Maybe month or so I think
He was back in the bar and
Never messed with any drink
The past was never mentioned
Though everybody was aware
In spite of recent happenings
Both parties were present there

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