They have alpha dogs.
We have uptight bosses on power trips.
We have criminals and outlaws.
They have pitbulls, and rottweilers.
We've advanced in nearly every way possible.
They've stayed relatively simple.
With the exception of domestication,
whick is due to us.
Our breed is filled with thiefs,
murderers, rapists, and worse.
They have a few vicious of their kind,
but they can't hold a candle to us.
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