Blitzkrieging My Way

I envied her panzer division
She liked my big guns
Never far from the frontline
We judiciously watched our puns

Her pincer advanced quickly
I barely had time
To rinse my toothbrush
This meant war

Yes, there you go
Right up the middle
While flanking me
Left, right & beyond

Encirclement
I hitch my wagons
Hide for dear life
And wish it might stop

A bullet whistles by
I taste my next breath
Get up off my haunches
And attack the rear

They're caught off guard
As expected & according
To cunning plans et cetera
I smell blood & swing

Hell is here now
All around us
In front of
The beauty