We must be free
From the tyranny!
And rise up and take control
But who will lead
So we can succeed
For we are not too smart
The pigs! The pigs!
For their brains are big
And ours are just too small
They remind us of all the good they have done
We are happy of this, because our memories of those are none
A windmill, yes their great new idea
It sounds like such a clever invention
In the pigs, we feel it causing tension
But we work hard to get it done
We feel the tension grow worse
Dogs and pigs converse
And Snowball is chased away
Now we have a new pig at the throne
And we grow sore from hauling all the stone
But we soon find it is all for nothing?
All our great plans taken away!
We all stand and stare in dismay
Snowball is the one to blame
Soon the pigs have gone mean
And they ration our food, we have all gotten lean
The dogs growl as we walk by
The seven commandments have even lost their meaning
As the animals go through a screening
To see who are the traitors
And as the sixth one is broken
Lives were taken of the ones that had spoken
We never thought the pigs would do this
Now our strongest horse is dead
Who seemed to be the only one besides the pigs with brains in his head
Now he is just another murdered by Napoleon
Sometimes thoughts do come to mind
Why do we follow leaders who can’t follow the rules they defined?
Yet we stay loyal, for they know more than we do
Oh no, now we see
The pigs conversing with the enemy
They drink and speak as if they are humans now
And as we look through the window
We can find no differences between
The pigs, who we thought were our friends
Now look strikingly similar to our enemies
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