Breitmann As An Uhlan. V. Breitmann in Bivouac

He sits in bivouacke,     By fire, peneat de drees;     A pottle of champagner     Held shently on his knees;     His lange Uhlan lanze     Stuck py him in de sand;     Vhile a goot peas-poodin sausage     Adorn his oder hand.     Und jungere Uhlanen     Sit round mit oben mout     To hear der Breitmanns shdories     Of fitin in de Sout     Und he gife dem moral lessons,     How pefore de battle pops:     Take a liddle brayer to Himmel,     Und a goot long trink of schnapps.     Denn his leutenant bemarket:     How voonder shdrange it peen     Dat so very many wild pigs     Ish dis year in de Ardennes.     Ash I sout dere donnerrwetter!     I sah dem coom heraus,     Shoost here und dere an Eber     Mit a hoondert tousand sows.     Shoost dink of all dese she-picks     Vot flet to neutral land!     Said Breitmann: Fery easy     Ish dis to oonderstand:     Dese schwein-picks mit de sauen     Vot you saw a-roonin rond,     Ish a crate medempsygosis     Of the Frntsch demi-monde.     I hafe readet in de Bible     How soosh a coterie     Vas ge-toornet into swine-picks,     Und roon down indo de see;     Boot since de see aint handy,     Or de picks vere all too dumm,     Dey hafe coot across de porder     Und vly to Belgium.     Now ash dey boorst oud laughin,     Und got more liquor out,     Dey hearden from de sendry     A shot und denn a shout.     Und Breitmann crasp his sabre     Quick ash de bullet hiss,     Und leapin out, demantet,     Herrrrr Gott! vat row ish dis?     Und bold der Schwabian answert:     Dis minute on de ground     Dere comed a Frntschman greepin,     On all-fours a-prowlin round.     I ask him vat he vanted;     Werda! I gry; boot he     Say nodings to my shallenge,     Und only answer Oui.     So I shoot him like der teufels,     Und I rader dink our friend,     Dis sneakin Frank-tiroir,     Ish a-drawin to his end.     So dey hoonted in de pushes,     Und in avery gorner dig,     Boot, mein Gott! how dey vas laughin,     Ven dey found a mordered pig.     Next week dey hear from Paris,     Und reat in de Gaulois     Of de most adrocious action     De vorlt vas efer saw.     How de Uhlan cannibalen,     Dis vile und awful prood,     Hafe killt a nople Frntschman,     Und cut him oop for food.     Ja shop him indo sausage,     Und coot him indo ham;     Und schwear deyll serfe all oders     Exacdly so py tam!     Sons of France, awake to glory,     Let your anciend valor shine!     Und shweep dis Prussian vermin     Het und dails indo de Rhine!