THE KAISER AND THE WAR.

Manawatu Herald, Volume XXXVII, Issue 1413, 19 June 1915, Page 4

THE KAISER AND THE WAR.

There dwells a great Hmperor in fair Germany, Who wished to reign o’er every country and sea ; His sword from Us scabbard he drew I declare, “No longer tis’ peace—we'll shed blood everywhere.’' Quickly through Belgium his legions did pour, Murder and pillage, midst cannons loud roar; They slaughtered civilians, both young and old, Their “War L,ords” brave words made them quite bold. They shelled the Cathedrals and villages too, Set fire to the haystacks for something to do ; Tortured young maidens, shot men in the back, The brave Belgium army soon got on their track. He then took his guns to the forts around Teige, The Germans knew well, t’would be a short seige ; 42 centre metres will blow t hem sky high, But the Belgians held out, till the last man should die. Our noble French allies soon came on the spot, And with their artillery gave it them hot; But alas, at the finish the Huns gained the day, They swore that in Belgium they intended to stay.

There was plenty of fighting on both land and sea, Hundreds of brave deeds were retold to me ; On the field and the ocean, and up in the air, By my old brother Atkins who fought everywhere. All civilised countries, I hear are at war, The Allies ne’er had such large armies before ; There are soldiers in millions white, black and brown, Millions more coming to crush the Huns down. They came from the East, they flocked from the West, The Canadian Government sent out her best; Australia, New Zealand, far India too, From Nortli and the South, men loyal and true. Shoulder to shoulder millions will fight, For justice sake, freedom and right; The flags of the Allies will float in the breeze, As the Huns cowardly navy gels swept from the seas. And llie huge German army crushed on the field, Till then, we will die, but never will yield ; When <lie Kaiser is seen, his head in ilie dust, Our blood stained swords we’ll hang up to rust.