Oof

Oof Don’t put your view all are blind They can’t see ten or nine They have determined they can find Solution is already all know shrine Bereave is not necessity it always dawns Scarce barks all the day as unwelcome guest Put your disguise on your veil All viewed your deceitful hay Shame on you for being that that Looting always day by day Poor creatures are suffocating Swallowing your poisonous play.