THE BATTLE OF JUTLAND.

Observer, Volume XXXVI, Issue 49, 12 August 1916, Page 22

THE BATTLE OF JUTLAND.

It was a summer evening, The great sea fight was done. And Kaspar, on the German shore, Saw German warships run. And, limping o'er the waters green, A battered Fleet came on the scene. Old Kaspar saw with deep concern The Fleet had sorely shrunk; And cried, "Oh, tell me, Tirpitz, Pray, How many ships are sunk?" "Nay, that I cannot tell," said T., "But 'twas a famous victory." "Our glorious Navy," Tirpitz cried, "Put Britain's hosts to rout." "Then why have we thus run away?" Said Kaspar, full of doubt. "Ah, that you mustn't ask," said he, 'But 'twas a famous victory." "And have we swept, them from the foam, And shattered their blockade?" Said Kaspar, "Can our ships now roam, And bring us feed and trade?" "Well, no. We're still hemmed in," said T., "But 'twas a famous victory." "But if the Day—the longed for Day Brought triuriiph," Kaspar said, "Why are we still blockaded, pray?" And Kaspar scratched his head. "I tell you," fiercely thundered T., "It was our famous victory 1" So Kaspar (as per orders) cheered, While joy-bells rent the sky; And Tirpitz told the smiling world With loud incessant cry (Though Britain still commands the sea), "It was our famous victory!" "Vexatxjs," in "Sunday Chronicle."