It’s a miserable state for pigs
For the love of mud they dig
We cook their pork and fry their bacon
But it’s we who are mistaken!
The rats have tails that are twirled
They are the demons of our underworld
They live among our dead
And worship the things we dread.
Her majesty has been taken away
Dissected with her entrails to display
The hideout was no longer a secret
The termites could never keep it.
You have taken their most sacred
They are bitter and so naked
When there is nothing left to lose
Are they supposed to die for who?
Alas! It’s the rise of the ants!
They will invariably invade your pants
Those war cries, those chants
Those who wrong you, wrong us
Those who rape you, rape us.
Those who eat you, eat us
Those who kill you, kill us!!!
“If you are dirty, insignificant and unloved then rats are the ultimate role model.” ― Banksy