PrintJuly 25, 2009
The farmhouse near the hill (a poem)
There's a big white farmhouse near the hill
It listens and watches quiet and still
Napoleon steps in crossing over the sill
Snowball slips out the back into the wintry chill
Benjamin has watched the rapid climb
And a donkey can live a long time
A big storm is brewing - see the red sky
What can we do - Are we all going to die
Snowball said as he strummed on his harp
We shall cover ourselves with a big green tarp
Napoleon agreed and so work was begun
On a big green tarp to cover everyone
We must hurry - we've no time to spare
He said as he motioned with a broad regal flair
Work progressed with a multitude of stitches
That soon revealed a multitude of glitches
There were those who exclaimed with fright
We must slow down and build it right
Napoleon exclaimed in a panicked flurry
No! We must press on - hurry - hurry
Jesters hurried stitching here and there
Willy - Nilly in great despair
Benjamin watched as quiet as a mime
For a donkey, you know, lives a long time
Very soon the tarp was done
But it just didn't cover everyone
It covered some moles and it covered some trolls
But others were left exposed to the holes
It covered some butts and it covered some nuts
But others were left in the rips and the cuts
Napoleon though would not make amends
Because, you see, it covered his friends
It's good enough he said with a smile
Let's move on now to the next mile
Numbers and polls are now quoted by Squealer
To convince us all that we need a healer
Squealer proclaims that we have "The One"
Who can save us from the heat of the sun
The carbon we exhale is trouble with a "T"
Learning to breath shallow just may be the key
If you don't try and if you are lax
You will be hit with a Cap and Trade tax
Now let's gather the blessed and oppressed
And see to it they all get assessed
Squealer is busy as I write this rhyme
A donkey, you know, lives a long time
Let's hurry now - Hurry we must
Don't worry - for this is change you can trust
Hurry - don't worry is now the new trend
And lenders will lend as we hurriedly spend
Mollie has moved and is living abroad
Where she can be regularly shod
And Boxer and Clover work on side by side
After all, there is no place to hide
The sheep move about repeating the stats
To the cows and the hens, the cats and the rats
The Russians it seems got rid of their Czars
So we took them in, and now they are ours.
Benjamin watched it all with nary a chime
For, you know, a donkey lives a very long time
Should we rise up and sound the alarm
By George! We live on the "Animal farm"
Note: Characters are derived from the novel "Animal Farm" by George Orwell
