Swinging from tree to tree, flying so free.
Beautiful colors of fur all so bright.
Crying out with calls loud and full of glee.
Their limbs grappling from day to night.
It’s not right for you to have to cower.
It is you who they so demoralize.
You are beautiful and full of power.
It is them though who you truly despise.
It is you who they badly violate.
They tell you things but they are all bad lies.
The only thing you can do is to hate.
All we see is the sadness in your eyes.
It is you they still so callously slay.
They kill you for parts so petty, for pay
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