Let's gather all the bullies
and haze them hard. Tell
them each what's-what,
plus right from wrong,
and guard ourselves by
dominating them! By force
and threat of abuse in pen!
That's a cage we can all ink
anyone in, plus as a fallback
beat swords to shards and stake
shares in the crops we sow,
sow, so.
Like feverish sows, hogs
and otherwise pigs, we
deserve to go big
and boss our trough!
No bullies in here,
just us chickens, hoss!
Got a bit for me? Here's
a yoke for you. Let's get
the eggs laid and cocks
crowed on cue.
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