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Adolf Hitler, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, Munich Agreement, Neville Chamberlain, poem, poetry, Third Reich, World War two
Mr. Chamberlain says he’s delighted.
Herr Hitler himself has been knighted.
He’ll stop his advance
And give peace a chance.
(A flock of winged pigs has been sighted)
There’s joy in the streets of Berlin.
(Though some think the deal is a sin)
At Poland he’ll stop.
(Churchill – what a sop!)
All the papers declare a “Win – Win.”
The Nazis, hey, they aren’t so bad!
It’s only a Teutonic fad.
All this talk of deceit?
Show us something concrete.
Oh…the Jews? – yes that is rather sad.
Good Sir Adolf – we know he’ll comply.
He is really a reasonable guy.
And the Slovaks and Czechs,
(Although they’re nervous wrecks)
They will see we were right – by and by.
It is hardly a crime to give ground,
When goodwill on both sides, it is sound.
The triumphant Third Reich? –
In some ways we’re alike!
Now, by mutual ties, we are bound.
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