THAT GERMANY JEW
London, 1874.
WHICH I wish to remark—
And my language is plain—
That for ways that are dark,
And tricks far from vain,
The Germany Jew is peculiar,
Which the same I'm about to explain.
Eim Gott was his name;
And I shall not deny
In regard to the same,
He was wonderful "fly,"
But his watch-chain was vulgar and massive,
And his manner was dapper and spry.
It's two years come the time,
Since the mine first came out;
Which in language sublime
It was puffed all about:—
But if there's a mine called Miss Emma
I'm beginning to werry much doubt.
Which there was a small game
And Eim Gott had a hand
In promoting! The same
He did well understand;
But he sat at Miss Emma's board-table,
With a smile that was child-like and bland.
Yet the shares they were "bulled,"
In a way that I grieve,
And the public was fooled,
Which Eim Gott, I believe,
Sold 22,000 Miss Emmas,
And the same with intent to deceive.
And the tricks that were played
By that Germany Jew,
And the pounds that he made
Are quite well known to you.
But the way that he flooded Miss Emma
Is a "watering" of shares that is new.
Which it woke up MacD——,
And his words were but few,
For he said, "Can this be?"
And he whistled a "Whew!"
"We are ruined by German-Jew Swindlers!"—
And he went for that Germany Jew.
In the trial that ensued
I did not take a hand;
But the Court was quite filled
With the fi-nancing band,
And Eim Gott was "had" with hard labour,
For the games he did well understand.
Which is why I remark—
And my language is plain—
That for ways that are dark,
And for tricks far from vain,
The Germany Jew was peculiar,—
But he won't soon be at it again.
Jon Duan.