The Count
The Count at Stalag Luft VI
And then there came a weary time
A time most wonderous tiring
For they took him to a prison camp
All set around with wiring.
They counted, oh they counted them, by day
As well as night.
Sideways, diagonal, backwards,
But they never got it right!
At last they hit upon a wheeze that seemed Both cute and neat
They fill the prisoners in again and counted
All their feet.
And when the feet were counted
They divided them by two
But still the answer wasn’t right
So they thought of something new!
They went and got excited and
They shouted with much zest.
But it didn’t do them any good
The prisoners weren’t impressed
Then they line them up all the prisoners
At a time when most folks sleep
And made them file between poles
And the prisoners “baaa-ed like sheep!
And when the count was finished and they
Added up the score,
They found they had more prisoners than
They ever had before!For in a well known prison you may
Get lots of fun
But there’s nothing quite so popular
As messing up the hun!