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Show TWO OPINIONS THE KAISER'S. Said Kaiser Bill to Johnny Bull Bear this in mind, old son, You will get an aching belly-full Of war before I'm done. My submarines will sink your ships And drive your commerce off the sea; From rise of sun to where It dips Your land will fall to Germany. Though it may touch a tender spot, Just tell your dearest friend, Crapoo, His fighting measure I have got, Which sizes up about with you, And when I take his Paris, John, I'll put. the screws on all of France, To high financial music there. Again the French will dance. JOHN BULL'S. Said Johnny Bull to Kaiser Bill I hate to dash your life long hopes. But, before we end our lively mill You will be clinging to the ropes; Then Uncle Sam may intervene. To referee our well fought bout As a friendly sort of go-between, To save you from a sure knockout. Then. Bill will come our receiving day The thought of which must give you pain, With fifty billion marks to pay, You never can make war again. Your fighting banner will be furled, Your name go down in history. As he who thought to whip the world But only ruined German-ny. Edward Bird, Lucln, Utah. oo |