Volume 150 — THE NEUTRAL NEWSMONGER.
Reading edition
Who cheers us when we're in the blues With reassuring German news Of starving Berliners in queues? The Neutral. And then, soon after, tells us they Are feeding nicely all the day Just in the old familiar way? The Neutral. Who sees the Kaiser in Berlin Dejected, haggard, old as sin, And shaking in his hoary skin? The Neutral. Then says he's quite a Sunny Jim, That buoyant health and youthful vim Are sticking out all over him? The Neutral. Who tells us tales of Krupp's new guns Much larger than the other ones, And endless trains chockful of Huns? The Neutral. And then, when our last hope has fled, Declares the Huns are either dead Or hopelessly dispirited? The Neutral. In short, who seems to be a blend Of Balaam's Ass, the bore's godsend And Mrs. Gamp's elusive friend? The Neutral.
Humiliation of Jones, who hitherto has been accustomed to drop off unaided.