Now see here, you talking, biting critters, I can make this place into something great! Take this farm and make it into something people will come and see. It doesn't even have to be a factory. How would you guys like to turn this place into the biggest mall in the world?
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Go get the cat.
I mean, ooh dear. Here, have a treat for the trauma you just wen through.
~Sits in a hot-air ballon in the middle of the sky~
Meeeoooow!
-tips grazing Imicow-
-pets Loidsheep-
-gives Skippy a bloodbath-
moo
EAT MORE
moo
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
-Sees Yarrun-
-bites on Yarrun's sleeve to try and warn him away-
Mrreow!
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Not now, you mangy mongrel. I'm sizing this place up. Going to pay the farmer big to make this into a factory plant
(in case you don't know, I'm the capitalist villain in this peace. )
So I guess that means we animals must mount a counteroffensive. We must save the farm!
moo
Hm, what's worse, the capitalist city villain, or the Laughterhouse?
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Now see here, you talking, biting critters, I can make this place into something great! Take this farm and make it into something people will come and see. It doesn't even have to be a factory. How would you guys like to turn this place into the biggest mall in the world?
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
moo
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
-sidles up to cow-
You and me are going to go places.
-is suspicious-
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Prove it.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
CHEW IT ALL
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
There. Believe me now?
-a truckload of vegetables arrives-
Eat up.