In the year of our Lord 1938,
A man named Neville caught a bad break.
He sought to bring us peace for our time,
But as it turned out, he was blind –
Blind to evil that grew by the day,
To the Führer who feared not to betray.
We remember him for all he failed to be,
For his optimism and naïvety.
The peace he brought was none too long.
The gathering storm was just too strong.
He sought a madman to appease,
And avoid war by saying “please”.
No courage did this man possess,
Of duty and honor he knew less;
For no war would have come to be,
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