In England town
This story goes down
Visions of glory
Born from a dream
An epic story
A benevolent scheme
With revolution in the air
Old Jones of Manor hath need to take care
A remarkable plan set into action
The animals in red march to the top
Winners atlast the begining of a new faction
No longer fearing of the great butcher shop
Rules are abrutly thrown down in place
As means of protection for the animal race
But as time does go on
The tune does soon change
The system becomes a bit of a con
Is trouble astir at this home on the range?
The story comes down with an ironic twist
Something so simple, how could it be missed?
People are greedy, now animals too.
What would old major think of this snafu?
ya ya ya I'm no poet. Get over it.
Song of the Day: Fever by Michael Buble
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