Britain's New Statesman and Nation last week poked British fun at the election-conscious U.S. Sample stanzas from a poem by "Sagittarius":
DON'T LET'S BE BEASTLY TO AMERICA
If America seems lately
To be burning for a row,
It doesn't matter greatly,
For she's not herself just now.
Her condition is affecting,
For she's just come over queer
Yes, America's expecting,
And her time is drawing near.
If she seems perverse and fretful
To the British Commonwealth,
We must never be forgetful
Of her present state of health. . . .
If she wants to start the rumor
That the British never fought,
We must cherish her, and humor,