Minimal Animal Song

Animals are all nice

But I am forced to ruin their peace

When I make them pay the price

Through opinions full of vice

For everyone knows for sure 

That there exists none that's more

Harmful as a human

He walked through aisles of power

Stood right in the front like a tower

But tended to run for the cover

When the situation turned sour

Fortunately for him,

Not many knew that he is a

Donkey in disguise

Many thought that she was a princess

For sweetness oozed out of her in excess

But to no one did she give access

To their desire to have her in their posses

For many she seemed grounded 

While in reality she liked to 

Fly like a butterfly

Everyone thought him to be pleasant

For he ensured his lips curved up like a crescent

At times, he could get incessant

As he desired for something luminescent

His inability to hide himself

In the face of desire made him

Greedy like a grasshopper 

No one quite perceived him

As he satisfied everyone's whim

But when he saw opportunity for fame

He ensured he got a good part of the frame

His ability to be invisible

Hid the fact that he was an

Underdog from underworld

One time he was crossing the road

When he stepped on a toad

The dying toad vowed

To place on him bad luck of great load

The dying toad did not know

That he was someone

With the luck of a duck

He wrote anything about anyone

If he could, he would even mock the sun

He did so once to have some fun

Only to end up being baked like a bun 

Though bunny by look

No one missed the one who seemed

Like a penguin with a pen

When she found a situation difficult to tolerate

She looked at means to irritate

Anyone she could desecrate

With her burst of absolute tirade

Everyone was worried

By her tendency to be 

Violent like a vulture

He turns up the volume

To let the sound bounce around the room

But the sounds of doom

Ends up disturbing the calm of the commune

His taste for loudness

Made him seem 
Maniacal like a monkey

Strutting around the place

With a look of pride on his face

Wearing shoes without lace

While avoiding being a part of his race

He did not want

Anyone to realize that he is a 

Wolf who preferred to woof

She liked consuming food that's bland

But she was stuck in a land

With people who set every gland 

On fire by making the spice in their food grand

For many years now

She kept away from eating out like 

A cat avoiding a mat

He cherished his long standing dream

Of him hobnobbing with the cream

But he found himself always downstream

Many miles away from treasures that gleam

He did not realize

That he was more like an

Elephant in search of a pant