Creatures of the soil sometimes cry
With some success
At other times they lie or sigh
But always pining for progress
To address, impress, oppress, undress or depress fake laughter
Which teeth tinker with in a plastic manner
When in their hearts they harass a daughter
They never wished would raise a banner
Proclaiming high morals on murals creatures deride
Because murals reflect their infamy
Fed when creatures decide with malice to ride
Towards polygamy while pretending to promote monogamy
Until snares creatures set for others
Catch them red handed poaching from a neighbours' yard
Where fathers, mothers and brothers
Decide time is due to uphold a saner standard.
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