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FIFES AND DRUMS


    Saw their chance
To make millions making shells!
    —Fall excells
In explaining all away
    From this fray
Save the money coalitions
    Of munitions-
Makers make—ghouls, full fed on
    Armageddon!
So, of course, he now declares,
    Our affairs
Have been run for us by schemers
    Who sent steamers
Out, and U-boats out as well
    raise Hell!
Wall Street knew if we came in
    'Twould begin
To grow richer that much faster
    From disaster.