Once upon a time
in the icecold Swedish snow
a troup of swedish fighters
threw themselves down low
This is what happened:
We were training \"Walk Attack\"
with Deep Spredth
5 meters between us in track
but u must see your \"neighbour\" as well
for safetys sake
to know where he is
we had Sharp \"cakes\"
gives a deadly \"kiss\"
And never more than fifteen meters
behind the next left guy
those were the rules for us \"creatures\"
u can understand why
But in the troup there was a man
\"Gambi\" he was called
He, often, did´nt understand
all what we were told
He , maybee, lost something
and got long behind
and trying to find that \"thing\"
His left friend got out of sight
and Gambi did´nt react
but he should have shouted high
that is for a fact
Then the officer screemed: FIRE !!
and HELL boomed over us
Gambi also fired
as he thought he must
Suddenly I felt bullets switching CLOSE
and threw myself in snow
my neigbour did the same
We ,already, guessed the shooters name
I was horrified
felt Death so very near
cause of that \"corny\" guy
I shivered for fear
The officer screemed: STOP FIRE !
and silence came over us all
relief and chock, too
Mr Gambi got a call
the officer was in rage ,too
Gambi was later prohibited
no more guns for him
just trucks for him divided
\"The accident was slim\".....