We are waging — can you doubt it?
A campaign so calm and still
No one knows a thing about it,
And we hope they never will.
No one knows
What we oppose,
And we hope they never will.
We are ladylike and quiet,
Here a whisper — there a hint;
Never speeches, bands or riot,
Nothing suitable for print.
No one knows
What we oppose,
For we never speak for print.
Sometimes in profound seclusion,
In some far ( but homelike ) spot,
We will make a dark allusion:
“We're opposed to you-know-what.”
No one knows
What we oppose,
For we call it “You-Know-What.”