30 March 1917

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You have sat on the fence for two years and a half,
Which from motives flnancial’s discreet,
You have prattled of right
And you’ve ta’en a delight,
ln telling the world you are too proud to fight,
Which is merely the Yank for “cold feet.”

You do not imagine that now you can start?
To dictate to us what we should do,
We will finish the Hun
With the bayonet and gun,
And you jolly well mind your own business my son,
We’re a little bit fed up with you.

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This entry was posted on March 30th, 2017.