Viva la Rebellion
Snakes in the grass
Spiders in the bed
Pigs on patrol
Pigeons getting fed
Bitches trickin money
Bulldogs flipping birds
Horses out of boundary
Mockers out of words
Chickens cluckin all day long
Roosters getting it on
All is good in this concrete pasture
So as it goes before The Rapture
Look at all the birds
Every shape, color, size
Scratching at the surface
Pecking at the lies
Adorning the walls with excrement
Every day is a holiday
Every day is the same old story
The plot thickens
But none will sway
Where have all the flowers gone?
Where are all the vines?
Where are all the pretty birds?
Where are all the signs?
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