PLEASE, MR NAZI

Grey River Argus, 18 December 1940, Page 8

PLEASE, MR NAZI

Please, Mr Nazi, bomb my neighbour’s garden, His wife will hang her washing on the line. His rubbish heap is really past all pardon. His cabbages arte forwarder than mine. His dustbin stinks: his roller squeaks: his mower Murders the afternoon when I* would rest. He keeps as many,noisome pets as Noah. His watch dog barks: his chicken run’s a pest. The sight offends me of his earnest labour. Why can’t he let his blasted garden be? Please, Mr Nazi, bomb my nextdoor neighbour; But take great care, and don’t go bombing me. G.D.H.C. in “The New Sstatesman.”