The Charlotte News
Thursday, November 13, 1941
Site Ed. Note: "One Error" summarizes well the five-month history thus far of the Russo-German war, its propagandized sale to the German people, its faltering pitch to save grace, its stimulation to incredulity among even the most credulous dupes of the heiling masses, all now allegorically, ingloriously encamped, as represented by Herblock's idyll of the day, within the biermeister's grand snow job.
As a picture, as they say, conveys the worthies better than the words could ever, we offer these, as if an act of Lohengrin, out of Life, November-December, 1941:
The king was in the parlour, counting out his money;
The queen was in the kitchen, eating bread and honey;
The maid was in the garden, hanging out the clothes,
There came a little blackbird and nipt off her nose.
Once you've trod the Archangel, you'll understand the goosy,
In plane or tank or foot patrol, you're still one salient Lucy,
To those who bore their rifles down and sent your dues a-packing,
Back whence from that your hame, lest your life round went in shame
As Ghent enthralled, bent knee in Gaul, Strafed-fent wont to lose the wracking.
Ned Kelly has his bumptious up,
And says he isn't lacking,
Fed Welly-boot the scrumptious cup,
He'll be there in the dracking.
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