I

Not with any wooden weapons

To the forest children come!

Too many ruffians, combatants

Await us there-in formation.

II

The teacher then will helpless be

Us to shield against their guns,

Strong and powerful are the foe,

Stronger than the mighty Huns.

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III

Not even with your "reddest bombs"

Can you hope to drive them far,

For the hoop - the bow and arrow

of this age no longer are. . . .

IV

Only arms of flame and iron

To the forest carry, Ho!

To lead against the enemy

Should a strong young hero go.

V

And so with bullets crashing loud,

3

As the flames of Sinai red -

Encounter thus the enemy,

Who seek Jews to put to death...

VI

Let loose your wrathful anger, seek

Justice for your people's stress,

Then your battle of L'g B'omer

Will be fought with great success!

(signed) A Rascal.