Hans Erwin Heer now lies, but before this life's demise..

A young man named Hans,
from the Shvitzer lands
(to have his adventures
before he had dentures),

hopped onto a boat
to farthest-remote-
-est part of the world
& there he got hurled

'n the land that the Dutch
named "South Land" as such
"Of.." THE Free Spirit,
Hans might just hear it;

& so sure enough
he met folk (& stuff)
& e-ven the girl
that would change his world.

It turned out that he
(who loved to be free)
took up bush-walking
with Swiss, -no baulking,

and that one day he
out in this country,
standing by a dell,
marr-ied her and dwelled

then over the sea
he took him, and she
went too, willingly,
'n there had one, of three.



A printer was he,
(continued to be)
but after their son,
decided to come

back to this south land
where number two and
three were then born well
'n their Fairfield "Hotel".

"Hotel"; f'this one stays
(from some other place),
& that one came too,
'n stayed a month (or few ).

The 'Del' & her 'Hans'
had folk from all lands
[fam'ly & friend is
play'n cards & tennis].

A skier, he went
to snow, where he spent
weeks many a year
with friends of good cheer.

Gentle-manly bloke,
careful what he spoke,
willing to deny
what he couldn't "buy",

at last re-a-lized
what he ex-er-cised
was LOVE, & he prized
it, and then demised.