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Haig is moving!

Three plain words are all that matter,

Mid the gossip and the chatter,

Hopes in speeches, fears in papers,

Pessimistic froth and vapours —

Haig is moving!

Haig is moving!

We can turn from German scheming,

From humanitarian dreaming,

From assertions, contradictions,

Twisted facts and solemn fictions —

Haig is moving!

Haig is moving!

All the weary idle phrases,

Empty blamings, empty praises,

Here's an end to their recital,

There is only one thing vital —

Haig is moving!

Haig is moving!

He is moving, he is gaining,

And the whole hushed world is straining,

Straining, yearning, for the vision

Of the doom and the decision —

Haig is moving!