On footer fields two goals are situated,
One, as a rule, at either
end:
This for attack (in front) is indicated,
And this (to rearward) you
defend;
In your remark projected on the screen
You don’t say which
you mean.
If you refer to ours in that ambiguous
And filmy phrase, why then
you lie;
And if to yours—we hope to
be contiguous
To our objective by-and-by,
But for the present, though the end is
sure,
Your statement’s premature.
In fact—to follow up the sporting
image
In which you “reach
the appointed goal”—
With many a loose and many a tight-packed
scrimmage
Forward and back the fight
will roll,
Ere with a shattering rush we cross your
line
(This represents the Rhine).
Meanwhile, when you observe your team
is tiring,
And wish the call of Time
were blown,
To Mr. Wilson, where he stands umpiring
Gratuitously on his own,
You’ll look (as drowning men will
clutch a straw)
To make the thing a draw.
Pity you’ve broken all the rules,
for this’ll
Spoil WOODROW’S programme
when at last,
Not having checked those breaches with
his whistle,
He wants to blow the final
blast;
Time will be called, I fancy, when the
score
Suits us, and not before.
O.S.
* * * * *
Heart-to-heart talks.
(The KING OF THE HELLENES and the KAISER: On the Telephone).
The King. Halloa! Are you there? Halloa, halloa! Are you there, I say?
The Kaiser. All right, all right. Who’s talking?
The King. King Constantine. I want a word with the Kaiser.
The Kaiser. Ha, Tino, it’s you, is it? Fire away.
The King. Is that you, Willie?
The Kaiser. Yes; what do you want? I haven’t too much time.
The King. I say, the most awful thing has happened. The Allies have sent me an Ultimatum.
The Kaiser. A what?
The King. An Ultimatum.
The Kaiser. I say, old man, you really must speak louder and more plainly. I can’t hear a word you say.
The King. The Allies have sent me an ULTIMATUM!! Did you hear that time?
The Kaiser. Yes, most of it.
The King. Well.
The Kaiser. Well.
The King. What do you think about it?
The Kaiser. Not very much. Lots of other people have had ultimatums and haven’t been one pfennig the worse for them.
The King. Oh, but this is the very last thing in ultimatums. It’s a regular ultimatissimum.
The Kaiser. What do they want you to do?