Folk song, composed in the trenches, by Belgian soldiers:
De keizer is ziek (The Kaiser is sick) The Kaiser is sick, He’s got a colic And there’s gas Coming out of his High Ass Hole! What has he got? Trouble, a lot And all too little Petrol! The Kaiser is sick, ‘Cause his rheumathick Gives him great pain And an ugly stain On his right arm Where I’ve... Sign in to see full entry.