Fieldmarshal Rommel
with his Teutonic trommel
made war in the sand
like Custer's last stand
a unique institution
of denied restitution
until Hitler decided to act.
With the frontline intact
he called Rommel home
and named him a gnome
then he had him put down
while wearing a frown.
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