You must n't hate the enemy — that wastes a lot of “pep” —
The Colonel passed the word around the training camp to-day.
The Captain says with modern war we gotta all catch step;
“Cut out the rough-necked rage and talk, and do n't you think or say:
“‘ Pirates, rapists, murderers; poisoners and lying thieves;
Super-vandals, run amuck — black devils quoting sermons;
This world was mostly Heaven-made, our Chaplain, he believes;
But Hell itself conceived and spawned the Military Germans!
“The enemy is good at killing kids, and old folks, too;
Torpedoing hospital ships and blowin’ up our plants;
But cogitatin’ on their line of wicked things wo n't do;
We'll never hate‘ em off the map — just give the guns a chance!”
So we do n't go in for loathin’, and with anger we do n't burn;
We're drillin’, and we're diggin’, and we're workin’ all the while;
To put‘ er in the target is the trick we hafter learn —
And ev'ry man's a better shot when he can shoot — and smile!
The folks at home will spend their time a-broodin’ over all
The nasty devils do and on the details they can dwell;
It's up to us to learn this game, and then — when comes the call —
Pump lead into the enemy — and send him back to hell.