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Piou-Piou.
‘I rage (like the man in the song)
Find me a Traitor,’ thou saidst,
‘One upon whom I may spit
And let myself filthily loose!’
Find me a Traitor,’ thou saidst,
‘One upon whom I may spit
And let myself filthily loose!’
They did thy bidding: they forged
A merciless gin of deceits,
And trapped thee a Traitor to love—
Soldier, Alsatian, Jew!
A merciless gin of deceits,
And trapped thee a Traitor to love—
Soldier, Alsatian, Jew!
And the years of thy joy of him—
Red years filched out of hell,
Years of unthinkable shame—
Are ended and gone to their place.
Red years filched out of hell,
Years of unthinkable shame—
Are ended and gone to their place.
So that thou criest, ‘Alas,
Now am I cheated and robbed;
My toothsome Traitor goes free!’ . . .
O Tiger, O Jackal, O Ape!
Now am I cheated and robbed;
My toothsome Traitor goes free!’ . . .
O Tiger, O Jackal, O Ape!
August, 1899.
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