Monkey, parrot, see them fight,
Each contending he is right;
Each a mighty battle-door,
Spilling not a drop of gore.
Charges after charges made___
Truth forever in the shade.
Now the parrot is on top,
Monkey brings him down "kerflop."
Neither backs down on a dare;
Fur and feathers fill the air.
Now we bet on fiery Stubbs,
Then old Dawson knocks his tubs.
Leaves him sprawling in the street.
Soon again he's on his feet,
Blacks the General's weather eye;
General then makes red hair fly.
Hague Tribunal, get to work;
Pass up Chinese, Dago, Turk;
Send a delegation quick;
Bring the dove, if not too sick;
Judicate and arbitrate,
Save the honor of the state;
Haste ye in an airship car,
Come, pull off the dogs of war.
__J. M. Cavaness.
J. M. Cavaness
(Chanute: Tribune Pub. Co. 1913)