Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1912-12-13
POEM HITS KAISER
AND Won MOLTKE
VERSES WRITTEN BY uNlTE0
STATES ARMY MAN MAY BRING
FORTH REPRlMAND.
FUN MADE OF THE TWO men
lnsinuation of the Lines Is That the
Turks Were Beaten Because They
Followed Advice of German
Military Experts.

Washington, d. Cone of the
members of the German embassy
staff indicated that the embassy re-
CARDS as "impertinent' a poem by
Capt. George Steunenberg, U. S. A,
published in the Army and Navy Jour
nal in which fun is made of the Ger
man emperor and Won Moltke. The
insinuation of the verses is that the
Turks were beaten because they fol-
lowed the advice of German military
experts.
Tells of Unwritten Law
1t is intimated that while no action
has been taken yet the poem will be
referred to the state department by
the embassy for the formers consider
alton. 1t will then be the duty of the
state department to refer the COM
plant to the war department if the
state department regards the verses
as malicious and impertinent. One of
the members of the general army
staff said that there is an unwritten
law that army and navy officers and
in fact all officials of one government
shall not appear publicly in the atti-
tude of criticising another power or
its people or officers.
The Steunenberg poem is as follows:
(The fighting in Macedonia is a sore
| subject with Germany. The Turkish army
was trained and it's officers educated un-
! ler the German military system.-Liter-
| ary Digest.)
| Oh, bark ye. Yankee soldiers, from far
across the sea
Comes the news that Turkeys fighting
men were trained by Germanee!
| That she faced the Bull-con allies single
handed and alone
| With a simple faith in Allah and our de-
| flied Won Rhone.
And they say that on the morning that
the mighty battle broke,
| That German tutored army vanished in q
whirl Of smoke.
| That their swords were all unsullied and
| their guns were all forgot,
AS they sought the dim horizon in hasty
Turkey trot!
glance,
Then rolled cigarette and scratched a
| match upon his pants;
And spake unto his gunners, Let 'em
have few more jolts-
That is If your shells can catch EN-
1
Goltz!"
A colonel of Bulgarians than tossed aside
his coat
And yelled, Come on, me heartes!
Looks as if we had their goat
| Just follow Uncle Fuller to yon battle S
merry whirl
While we show 'em how to do it-theyve
| reading Griepenkerl!
And from Constantinople the hosts of
| Allah sped
| And the only ones that halted were the
ones that stopped the lead;
Quoth Servian lieutenant then, Tis
evident to me
That yon army has been studying the
books of Won Molt-Kee.
Said a painting Turkish corporal-from
| German teaching freed
| We amt much on formation, but we sure
are h for speed!"
So they sprinted night and morning til
their lungs were fit to burst,
But they won the six day Marathon-they
reached the city first!
A tale that points moral. Most anyone
can see
That it's time to disregard the ways of
Jackson, Grant and Lee;
For the sacred Scripture tells us: aye
| snail know tnem by tnelr WORKS,
So we lift our hats to Won Der Goltz, the
| man who trained the Turks!
| And now while Europe trembes on the
verge of deadly fray.
The dove of peace is cooling in the good
old U. S. A,
| For, you bet, the foreign powers will leave
Uncle Sam alone.
While our highbrows down at Leaven-
| worth are studying Won Rohne!
And while the German eagle scars above
| the Balkan storm,
| 1t strikes us fitting time to change the
uniform;
Let's get one of those shiny things they
wear across the breast,
| And add a cleaning helmet with an eagle
| on the crest.
And down at Sunny Leavenworth let
Dutch professors rule;
| And build a model brewery, an annex to
the school
A marble bust of Won Der Goltz resplend-
ent in the hall,
And photographs of Kaiser Bill adorning
ev'ry wall.
And he who seeks promotion must subsist
| a solid year
On pretzels, cheese, and wienerwurst, and
good old German beer;
And notify the coonels sound the warn
ing near and fart
That they've got to sing Die Wacht am
Rhein" before they get the star.
Then here's luck to the Fatherland-let's
follow in her train,
And all take up the goose step when we
march to war again;
Our motto. made in Germany. triumph
ant over fear
Our slogan, "Hoch Der Kaiser! and the
counterseign "Zwei beer!"