You leave your cozy brick home
This chaos is a cancer.
“Stop this now,” you scream out.
“Violence is no answer!”

“I have a question, bunny,”
Says a top-hatted frog,
“Uh, what about the violence
“Their land’s already caused?”

“My frog swamp is forgotten.
The beaver huts were razed.
There’s every reason for us
To set this town ablaze.”

“This rioting is scary,”
You cry to frogs and cows.
“Those traumas that you mentioned
Aren’t happening to ME now.”

The critters take the lake town
Inspired by your squat.
They tell you to get lost now
Or hare soup’s in the pot.

THE END