Imaginary Farm (Rhyming George Orwell) Poem by Bryan Lordeus

'Big brother is watching you'
Said the eldest sibling
From his eagle view
Preferably without permission
But who needs permission
When he desires submission
Better to ask for forgiveness than for permission
Our leader wants attention like a deer caught in headlights
Caught both eyes like 'aye aye'
Or following the first like the junior
Same name of the two,
The second 'I' of the guild
Simulated barnyards and artifical fields
Made by george
Next to where wells dwell
In this animal planet
Ruled by george orwell's rule of thumb
If you have one, your not dumb
If you have two, your not them
And if they oppose, control them
I take a stance of faith like praying mantis
So both hands come together like a pilgrims kiss
Imaginary farms and domesticated wolves
What would this place be without rules?
It would behoove you to hunt beasts with hooves
Who moves like horse drawn carriages
Those hair raising races between hares and tortoises
Star fish are the stars of this show
High tides at the night time
As the full moon looms closer
This marriage with nature I am now one with her
Thats our unatural matrimony
Like beached whales on lifes beach
It's all fun and games until the game dies
Shot down then plagued by a drive by of flies
Or circling vultures over corpses
Continue the cycle of life
Whats a lion to a stampede of sharp teeth?
Who cant wait to be king now?
Who gives a hoot like owls?
The caged ones despise the circus
He must of heard this
After all, big brother bashes dreams
Commandments on the wall
Now fall on your knees
Feral foes on all fours on these floors
As sure as the sea shore
Thus states the fiends once more
'Bipeds no more'