Old MacDonald had a farm, and everyone was happy,

Milking shed was nice and clean, and pigsty nice and crappy;

Everyone was healthy, they had lots of food and drink,

Then the worst thing happened – all the beasts began to think.

Trevor Turkey called a meeting, everybody came,

Michael Mule, and that big ram that doesn’t have a name;

One brave piglet asked him why, but when he said “how come?”

He was answered quickly by two ram horns in the bum!

At the barn they gathered, and the crowd quickly ballooned,

“Order!” crowed Rob Rooster, and five laying pullets swooned,

Cyril Cat was peeved to find himself amongst the hogs,

But better that than right in front of four big cattle dogs!

Percy Pig yelled “Let’s stop work until we get a raise!”

Gus the Goat said “What’s the use? We don’t get any pays!”

Cyrus Sheep said “Bugger this, I’m heading for the bar,

I was shorn this morning, and still smarting from the tar!”

“May I move a motion?” asked a Friesian milking cow,

“I move that we stop for lunch, I’m feeling hungry now;”

Everybody voted aye, ‘cept Hal Horse, he said neigh,

Trevor Turkey scowled “I should have known he’d vote that way!”

All began to drift away, and Trevor hid a grin,

He had seen the farmer double-scoop food in his bin;

“Alright people, time to eat, for now just go on living…

I’ll call another meeting on the day after Thanksgiving!”

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