THE ZERO HOUR
Hitler's hosts are on the run They know that victory's glorious sun Proclaims the prayed-for day begun That will set the nations free From cruel Nazi tyranny. To keep freedom's beacon bright Brave hearts have battled for the right; Now night is falling for the Hun The Nazi's day is nearly done Their harvest wains, are rolling home Ladened with mangled flesh and bone * Fulfilling the immortal word. •That those who prosper by the sword The sword eventually shall slay "Vengeance is mine It will repay." The man who inspired Nazi dreams iWith world dominating schemes To satisfy his lust for power Is coming to his zero hour; To experience a rude awakening 'And find himself dispised forsaken. Stripped of his long assumed apparel Obsolete as a bung-hole without a barrel. H. SERGANT.
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Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 8, Issue 11, 26 September 1944, Page 5
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