The Modest Jazz-Bird

The Jazz-bird sings a barnyard song--
A cock-a-doodle bray,
A jingle-bells, a boiler works,
A he-man's roundelay.

The eagle said, "My noisy son,
I send you out to fight!"
So the youngster spread his sunflower wings
And roared with all his might.

His headlight eyes went flashing
From Oregon to Maine;
And the land was dark with airships
In the darting Jazz-bird's train.

Crossing the howling ocean,
His bell-mouth shook the sky;
And the Yankees in the trenches
Gave back the hue and cry.

And Europe had not heard the like--
And Germany went down!
The fowl of steel with clashing claws
Tore off the Kaiser's crown.