Cancel Pigs and Dogs

 

I

Don't give pearls to the pigs and dogs;

they know nothing about hold the line.

They eat rubbish, happy inside any bog –

shall learn any custom from frog to toad.

Blood-thirst and hunger their sign;

loyal to the next meal, ready to align

for the sake of safety and better rubs.

II

The nose hurts, the ground is frozen;

never content but outsmarts itself!

Loyal to friends, at families cost brazen;

can't tell right from wrong, but chosen

slurs and slights perceived, while mid-elf!

Alps in the closet, while dreamy of wealth –

can't do anything, unless somebody shows em!

III

Only see, what lies ahead, never regret,

what got trampled underneath; search

for potatoes, reckless in habit;

needy of Leaders glares – like a Hobbit

with too many rings! Then rules arch;

borders become gated, pigs and dogs march –

the first, demanding Hatred to Club it!

IV

All must be Thus, none shall be else;

Pigs and Dogs, no tolerance for Jesters.

Whatever is obscure, riddled in stealth;

they would like to unearth, ratio, shelve!

Never able to see light in darkness, Aster

their guardian Angel – to bet on Ree-Master;

for Karen a day, keeps the serf incensed!

V

Able to psyche at anything current;

forgetting the chances, like they never there.

Never forget hunger or the spoilers torment –

then somebody gave too much fervent

Truth, with painstaking daring care!

The Pigs and Dogs, like One shall declare:

“Off with your head, you enemy Gent!”

VI

Thus I beseech thee, Whiteraven implores;

don't give pearls to Pigs and Dogs!

Keep your door shut, thy minds sure;

not a single finger or step, even de jure!

For shall you relent even slightly budge –

the devil will enter, like Iscariot doubt much.

Their bread is rotten and ale tastes dire!