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Jessie Pope - Loot!
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When Blucher helped us make an end 
Of Bonaparte, the common foe, 
He came to England as a friend, 
About a hundred years ago. 
The sight of London fired his breast, 
He gazed with eagerness and wonder, 
And, brimming with Teutonic zest, 
He cried, "Oh, what a town to plunder! " 

Der Tag, however, was not yet. 
A century has passed away. 
Blucher has settled Nature`s debt, 
But his example lives to-day 
And kindles in the German mind 
An altar that there`s no uprooting, 
Where love of power is enshrined, 
Together with a love of looting. 

They spoil and pillage, smash and swill ; 
And helpless cities they have racked 
Must, willy nilly, pay the bill 
For the delight of being sacked, 
That motto "Blood and Iron" is done ; 
A newer one must be enscrolled ; 
The carte de visite of the Hun 
Should now be printed, " Blood and Gold."
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