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Animal FarmHuman rule;
So harsh, so cruel;
With whips and guns and little food,
Happiness is seldom found any place around;
Down on Manor Farm.
Old Major came and told us all,
How to make our world at peace;
Expell mankind and claim the farm;
Soon enough the animals revolted,
The land was all their own;
Sadly Major never saw the day,
when all was good as should be.
Tooth and claw, for one, for all;
Animals all, big and small, all equal;
Life is good with humans gone;
The food is plentiful,
Enough for pigs and horses,
Enough for cows and chickens,
Enough for donkeys and geese.
As time flies by, everything seems well at Animal Farm.
The battles were few,
The wars were short;
Then came the windmill;
Snowball proposed a new dream,
Heated water, electrical machinery,
An easier life for all;
Comrade Napolean would chase him out;
The plans were his to begin with, after all;
Dogs barking in hot pursuit,
Snowball would never return to the Farm.
The new rule of Comrade Napolean,
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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