Three Reichs, Yer Out!

Now that we've finally got the upper hand
over ol' Schickelgruber's Rhineland,
we gotta, oh we gotta make sure, my friend
that our boys don't go over there again.
We've had it up to here with brats and beer
and that song 'bout Lili Marlene,
but now I'll say how it's gonna be
so listen to this refrain:

We're stayin' out, you lousy Krauts!
Three Reichs, yer out!
We've had enough of your guff!
Three Reichs, yer out!
We don't wanna hear a thing outta your yaps,
'cause we still gotta deal with those dirty Japs
so it ain't "Strike two!" that we're tellin' you it's
three Reichs, yer out!

Oh, the first one was back in eight-hundred AD
with ol' Emperor Charlemagne,
and next came Bismarck in eighteen-seventy-one
when they did it again,
then along came Hitler and his Nazi gang
tryin' to set the world on fire,
but if Deutschland tries for number four
here's a newsflash they'll require:

Don't try to run, you awful Huns!
Three Reichs, yer out!
Won't give a pin for a bombed-out Berlin!
Three Reichs, yer out!
We don't wanna hear out of your face
that you're still the goddamned "Master Race"
'cause we're the World War champs, you rotten scamps,
and it's three Reichs, yer out!
(Hear what I'm sayin'!)
Three Reichs, yer out!
(Everybody now!)
Three Reichs, yer out!
(One more time!)
Three Reichs, YER OUT!!


DB/5.2018

Frater in Aeternitas

1975-2018


Well, Jeremy,

I'm sure by now you've already squeezed through

the other side of the gauntlet

consisting of all of our late relatives and ancestors

bidding you a warm welcome amidst the usual remarks of

"Tsk tsk!" "So young!" "Such a shanda!" "Teufel im Holle!"

Cousin Richard has probably tried to warn you about that.

And while all the cats are rubbing so madly

up against your legs

(I'd ask you to give Kuro a bit more attention

for me but Farrah probably insists on getting all of it.

Understandable.)

you're chomping at the bit

to take up (gasp!) the Gary Gygax' offer of participating

in real Dungeons and Dragons group game modules -

Real Dungeons!  

Real Dragons!   

Real characters you don't just create, you become! Whoa!

Real NPCs!  

Real adventures!

I think God's going to at least be in 'The Nine Moon Pearls of Etwok-Kattarh'

because (s)he's a total hardcore gamer, no noob at all!

I mean, 

dude.

DUDE!!!!

And one of the best parts is nobody ever dies in them because...well, you know.

Maybe later you'll join the ether-wide famous round table discussions

that many agree are better than the Algonquin's (feh!)

of Fantasy and Sci-fi fiction and graphic novels

moderated by H.P. Lovecraft, Robert E. Howard, E. A. Poe

and many others

with more hosts of spectators than you'd see at

a silly golf tournament.

(What's that? Poe told you he's a big fan of 'Sausagehed'?!! Cool!)

So I guess it's probably Nerdvana for you there!!

And I'm sure that later on your help

will be enlisted in the Cloud Nine Cafe (jeez, obvious much?)

to create a special mystery dessert that out-ambrosias ambrosia.

(Don't worry, I won't tell that it's the ichor that gives it a helluva kick! Shhhh!)

There's a lot more going on than all of this, I'm sure.

(Oh, the places I imagine you'll go!)

This isn't goodbye, of course,

but for now I'll just end with,

love you and miss you, bro.

Float on,

sail on.



DB/5.2018