'Twas Autumn, and the Turkish fleet
Did thorn and threaten in the Black:
An army in Armenia,
And Russia seemed under attack.
'Beware the Juggernaut, my friend!
The roll that steams, the plots that hatch!
Beware the pseudo war, and end
The devious center snatch!'
They took their rattled swords in hand:
Long time the battle fake they fought-
Unsurety plagued Hungary,
And the Archduke paused in thought.
And, as he paused with waffling thoughts,
The Juggernaut, to his great shame,
Came crashing through the Balkan dots,
And gobbled as it came!
Spring, Fall! Spring, Fall! And all to all
The Juggernaut just grew and grew!
The nations died in R-T tide:
The game, alas, was through.
But canst thou slay the Juggernaut?
Hark to my words, my I-A hearts!
Ally today, with no delay!
And stop it 'ere it starts.
'Twas Autumn, and the Turkish fleet
Did thorn and threaten in the Black:
An army in Armenia,
And Russia seemed under attack.
Clinton Wolf (wolf@oxy.edu) |
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