Disguised

On the splendid rock, I see the boar, he is making such a roar, someone may think he is in a tribunal. On his neck is a large chain. With this chain his neck makes noise. He wants to fatten up his neck, even though, our House from the burden may collapse. “Pigs” are taken away, from the feeding trough, they squeak why? New government cannot remove us! “What is The House of Representatives - bad is for us day today”. The tribunal for these brutes, it is the malignant cancer. For those folks nothing works: these are the little people. Red brothers but not American Indians and they are saying, listen the loved one: mosquitoes, flies, the communists, allegory, humor, laughter – these are not the sins at all.