Animal Farm

Kieran Klukas
Carrie Klukas
Writing

Animal Farm, oh Animal Farm
How you have fallen
Striven for success but robed in mud
Thy glory days have gone
What used to be the paradise of animals everywhere
Has become the fane of Napoleon the crier
It started with thy milk and apples
And devolved to whip and waddle
Thy commandments which so inspired
Have become an epitome of muck and mire
Snowball the valiant pig has become the Trotsky of the wood
The very thing you once despised ` Has become your master