Jack and Jill went up the hill so Jack could burn some japs.
They ran into an MG nest and sank neck deep in crap.
Jill threw all her handgrenades and Jack prayed to god.
Please, lord, send the bombers now or our asses are got.

Just then they heard the rumbling of a mighty plane.
'T was Jesus himself riding atop a B-52 in flames.
It dropped it's load of bible bombs in the lord's name.

Cheers were heard from Jack and Jill, standing on the hill.
Iwo Jima was finally theirs, oh boy was it a thrill.
But now they were also sad at the lack of Japs to kill.

Oh god let this stop