Salient. An Organ of Student Opinion at Victoria College, Wellington, N.Z. Vol. 4, No. 8. July 16, 1941
"British economic and military missions are now in Moscow.—"Evening Post."
What are you doing, inscrutable Joe,
Now that you've met an aggressor?
Frantically scanning your officer' list
Thinking of generals bound to be missed
And appointing the horrible capitalist
To the role of your father confessor.
What were you doing, inscrutable Joe
When Hitler commenced his aggression?
When Poland was raped and the conflict began?
. . . Playing [unclear: round] with your Five-Year Plan
And sitting on fences as nobody can
When the Hun has the "Deutschland" obsession.
What were you doing, inscrutable Joe?
Fanning the flame with your bellows,
Telling your fellows how to revolt,
That the old British Empire was always at fault
And that capitalism could do with a jolt,
While the Germans were quite decent fellows.
Where are you going, inscrutable Joe,
To Vladivostock or Dover?
No matter what way swings the battle-tide
And whatever turns up, can it be denied
That your politics will be modified
When at last the war is over?