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Beasts of England, beasts of Ireland,
Beasts of every land and clime,
Hearken to my joyful tidings
Of the golden future time.

Soon or late the day is coming,
Tyrant Man shall be o'erthrown,
And the fruitful fields of England
Shall be trod by beasts alone.

Rings shall vanish from our noses,
And the harness from our back,
Bit and spur shall rust forever,
Cruel whips no more shall crack.

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>> Anonymous
TRAITOR.
>> Anonymous
Animal Farm? Great book.
>> Anonymous
FOUR LEGS GOOD TWO LEGS BAD
FOUR LEGS GOOD TWO LEGS BAD
FOUR LEGS GOOD TWO LEGS BAD
FOUR LEGS GOOD TWO LEGS BAD
FOUR LEGS GOOD TWO LEGS BAD
FOUR LEGS GOOD TWO LEGS BAD
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>> Daspy
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>>195656
That right bitches, Two Legs so bad, Two Legs come eat you all!