SALUTATION TO MOLOCH !

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XVI, Issue XV, 11 April 1896, Page 402

SALUTATION TO MOLOCH !

(BY

AN AMERICAN JINGO.)

To the Moloch of Nations ’twas Grover that spoke : Our children will spurn your piratical yoke ; Hands off ! They are free, but they’re feeble, and so We will read you the lesson of Colonel Monroe. Chorus— Come fill up my cup ; come fill up my can ; Bring saddle for horse and equipment for man ; If the thief of the planet more insolent grow We will teach him the morals of Mister Monroe. T .is Johnny Bulldozing, it never will do. E.e weaklings are rifled we’ve rifles for you. On the soil you would grab our judges shall go And lay down the tapeline of Colonel Monroe. Ere lifting the gauntlet take heed of the powers. The Irish in Dublin are fewer than ours. From Bantry to Dublin and North Kinnagoe They’ll march with the banners of Colonel Monroe. We’ve counted your warships asleep on the tide : Your merchant ships myriad, uncounted they ride ; What prizes we might have to gobble, you know, Enforcing the doctrines of Colonel Monroe. First justice, then peace ! ‘ Out of date at this day.’ And not ‘ international law,’ as you say. Defence of the weak from a swaggering foe, Quixotic injunction of Colonel Monroe.

Great BraggartofNations! Your strength shall decay ; Your cheek is of brass, but your feet are of clay. Halt! Right about face ! and less covetous grow As you study the lessons of Colonel Monroe.

Chorus— O, Phillip McCupp and Phillip McCann, And Yawcob and Hans will enlist to a man To bring the world’s bandit and plunderer low And teach him the morals of Mister Monroe.