Unite! Oh, paladins of Mother Earth
Let their maculate aggress be for naught
They’re wolves in ewe’s fleece, cowardly and guileful
Scuttlebutt, Trojan horses, chicane-sleuths
Chesty hubris of a bruised ego
Grown tender, deluded of bygone glories
Heed not the hoggish imp’s salvo
Our crusade transcends his inanities
The imp’s derogation, we shall overcome
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