Fifes and Drums/Omniscient Mr. Fall
OMNISCIENT MR. FALL
OR
THE WHOLE TRUTH ABOUT THE WAR
Mr. Fall, who reads The Call,
Knows it all.
He can tell you in a minute
Why we're in it.
Moneyed men who make big guns
Bribed the Huns;
And when Belgium was invaded,
It was they did
Stir up Belgians to resist,
Just to twist
The Lion's tail—till "War!"
He must roar.
Then the millionaires of
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.
It's so simple.—Can't you see
It must be
Just as Mr. Fall asserts!
Yellow dirt's
(Both as cause, and as effect)
Why we're wrecked.
How about it? Do you doubt it?
Can you doubt it—
When Fall, who reads The Call,
Knows it all?