Human rule;
So harsh, so cruel;
With whips and guns and little food,
Happiness is seldom found any place around;
Down on Manor Farm.

Old Major came and told us all,
How to make our world at peace;
Expell mankind and claim the farm;
Soon enough the animals revolted,
The land was all their own;
Sadly Major never saw the day,
when all was good as should be.

Tooth and claw, for one, for all;
Animals all, big and small, all equal;
Life is good with humans gone;
The food is plentiful,
Enough for pigs and horses,
Enough for cows and chickens,
Enough for donkeys and geese.
As time flies by, everything seems well at Animal Farm.

The battles were few,
The wars were short;
Then came the windmill;
Snowball proposed a new dream,
Heated water, electrical machinery,
An easier life for all;
Comrade Napolean would chase him out;
The plans were his to begin with, after all;
Dogs barking in hot pursuit,
Snowball would never return to the Farm.

The new rule of Comrade Napolean,
Misunderstandings abound;
It was never against the law to trade with humans,
Snowball had been working with man from the beginning,
Executing animals was perfectly acceptable,
Beds were only wrong to sleep when with sheets,
And a horse was sent to a hospital.

At day's end, there is no difference between pig and man.