There be shadows lurking in the meadows, amongst the tall grass they slither.
Serpent tongues they conceal, in between teeth like daggers they saw and hiss.
Their skin seems thick but in reality they are so thin you can see through their skin.
Beating on their chests like gorillas in their trees, they pound in protest, they think they know what's best.
While they gather inside their pens the others are left in the cold starving and homeless.
As they take off their skins to reveal the piggies underneath, squealing and hollering like ***** hogs eating all the feed as the earth burns providing them warmth from the cold.
All seems doomed, hopeless and bleek.
The Republicans are stealing all our resources and money, while they lie steal and cheat.