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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365719" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fair Exchange</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two soldiers sat in the rubble<br>Out by the Berlin autobahn, <br>Schulz had once been an artist, while<br>Ludwig came from a farm, <br>They huddled down as the allied planes<br>Roared over, dropping their bombs, <br>The war was pretty well done with, <br>They were going back to their homes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their Units long had been shattered<br>As they retreated over the Seine, <br>While Hitler raved in his bunker<br>That they should hold out, just the same, <br>They knew their lives would be forfeit<br>If they were seen there, out in the street, <br>So only moved in the darkness, <br>Prayed for the peace that came with defeat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They each of them carried a shoulder pack<br>Of things they were taking back, <br>Some bread, a twist of tobacco<br>Something to barter for Cognac, <br>Ludwig's pack seemed to wriggle about, <br>To Schulz it was awful big, <br>And so, to allay curiosity, <br>He told Schulz, it was a pig! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘I'll need it back on the farm, <br>Something to breed from in the peace, <br>The army took all our livestock, <br>And the farm is still on a lease.<br>My wife is probably starving<br>And the kids won't know me at all, <br>I found it in a deserted farm<br>And I plucked it over a wall.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘And what have you got in your pack, '<br>Ludwig asked, ‘a chicken or two? '<br>‘Or maybe a slice of bratwurst, <br>Give me a look, I'm hungry too! '<br>‘Nothing that you could eat, ' said Schulz, <br>‘I've a painting by Matisse, <br>Part of the plunder of Goering, <br>Fell off a truck that was heading east.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The ground was shaking with falling bombs, <br>They had to cover their ears, <br>‘I've had enough of this war, ' said Schulz, <br>His eyes were filling with tears, <br>Then out of the firestorm came a man<br>Stumbling through the gap, <br>With an SS badge at his collar<br>And a Death's Head badge on his cap.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He pulled out his Luger, covered them, <br>And sneered at the uniform, <br>‘Another couple of cowards, eh? <br>You'll wish you'd never been born! <br>The Fuhrer says I should shoot you now, <br>So tell me, why should you live? '<br>‘The war is done, if you let us run, <br>We may have something to give.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So Ludwig opened his pack a shade<br>And showed the soldier his pig, <br>‘You can have yourself a mighty roast, <br>You won't find another as big.'<br>‘And you, what prize can you offer me? '<br>‘I've got a real Matisse…'<br>‘I'll take it all, ' said the SS man, <br>‘It'll sit on my mantelpiece! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He took the packs and he backed on out<br>Went stumbling out in the blitz, <br>When suddenly there was an awful blast<br>And the man was blown to bits.<br>‘The pig must have wriggled and pulled the pin<br>Of the hand grenade in the pack; <br>We can thank the gods, or providence, <br>That could have been me in the hat! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The SS cap was covered in blood<br>Had landed at Ludwig's feet, <br>He grinned at Schulz, said: ‘Fancy that! <br>I hope you can be discreet.'<br>‘There goes a priceless Matisse, ' said Schulz, <br>‘But fair exchange, if we live, <br>I'm sorry about your porker, but<br>There are several types of pig! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">16 November 2012</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q>
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Ludwig came from a farm, 
They huddled down as the allied planes
Roared over, dropping their bombs, 
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