Today, dear citizens is such a special one, <br />the midwife pulled him out and then exclaimed: <br />this cannot be an Aryan or a real Hun <br />and took a photo of the fellow, which she later framed. <br /> <br />His hair was strange, although he used pomade <br />when he was born it had the look of neatness, as if combed <br />he read in his green alder rough hewn crib De Sade, <br />and dreamed about the Russian Front, where Russkis roamed. <br /> <br />Thus April twenty has been etched deep into learned books, <br />the fame that Adolf sought turned into utter shame, <br />he was one of a handful known as supercrooks <br />and used a nom de plume and not his family name.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich 2<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/20-april-braunau-am-inn/
