Invasion Money – Inflation Money!
“Emis en France” is written on these “made in England” franc notes found in bundles among the prisoners. This is the trick employed by American-Jewish economic imperialism to make the French bear the costs of the invasion. – KIZ 22-6-44
The Nazi press has excitedly
And disapprovingly noted,
That by the English in London
A new kind of money was created
In France’s villages, France’s cities,
That have been occupied by their armies,
British troops today pay
And Yankees with such banknotes.
It’s a kind of Invasion Franc,
This Eisenhower paper currency,
The German press organs are howling,
All of France becomes poor as an ant.
Together with the invasion comes
A flooding with this money,
The British bring inflation
To France, this is stated.
They don’t bring food to France,
Counterfeit money is being pumped into the country,
This is blamed on the English
And when I read it, I‘m astonished.
But when I reflect,
If this is really true,
I must actually say,
If I were German, I would have
Kept my mouth shut,
Because when it comes to counterfeit money,
I don’t have much confidence
In how the guilder is currently standing.
When the British come to France now,
There is definitely nothing left to buy,
The Germans have taken everything,
Just as during the course
Of the past war years,
The country was thoroughly plundered,
France has been pleasured with German marks
For good goods.
There are so many sore points,
When the currency theme is brought up,
Where did the silver coins go,
Did they perhaps go to Berlin?
Where is the copper money left,
Only ugly, desolate gray zinc
Was given to us by the Kraut in exchange,
And only in my memory
Do I see the beautiful old coins,
The guilders, dimes, and pennies,
The new money? I can’t get close to it,
I get too much when I see it.
And all people run escape
As far as they can from this money,
They can’t see nor stand it,
It has no value, it is said.
The Kraut has stripped the Netherlands’
Good guilder of its solidity,
He plunged the country into debt,
People lost money and goods.
The Dutch Bank today
Is under the control of Seyss and Tonningen,
The gold backing has died
And was buried in Berlin.
Paper is indeed so patient,
The printing press just runs wild,
Who dies tomorrow, owes nothing,
And the day after tomorrow, it all goes wrong.
They have severely disrupted
The economic life in all of Europe,
But now they will soon give up,
I already see the first light.
And when I see the Invasion Francs,
I say with some jealousy,
How happy I will be and thank God,
When I see Invasion Guilders.
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