“When Hitler marched across the Rhine To take the land of France, La dame de fer decided, ‘Let’s make the tyrant dance.’ Let him take the land and city, The hills and every flower, One thing he will never have, The elegant Eiffel Tower. The French cut the cables, The elevators stood still, ‘If he wants to reach the top, Let him walk it, if he will.’ The invaders hung a swastika The largest ever seen. But a fresh breeze blew And away it flew, Never more to be seen. They hung up a second mark, Smaller than the first, But a patriot climbed With a thought in mind: ‘Never your duty shirk.’ Up the iron lady He stealthily made his way, Hanging the bright tricolour, He heroically saved the day. Then, for some strange reason, A mystery to this day, Hitler never climbed the tower, On the ground he had to stay. At last he ordered she be razed Down to a twisted pile. A futile attack, for still she stands Beaming her metallic smile.” PoetryVictoryPoemResistanceFranceParisPoetry QuotesHeroismTowersWorld War 2FrenchHitlerWorld War TwoEiffel TowerEiffelResistance MovementFrench HistoryEiffel Tower PoemEiffel Tower PoemsI Love FranceI Love ParisLa Dame De Fer Book:Brushstrokes of a Gadfly Source: Brushstrokes of a Gadfly