Lower your standards for a pig
And suddenly he becomes a king
Look around, it was all just a trap
To make you feel less than a rat
To make you want nothing more
Than to hide behind a closed door
But suddenly when you want little else
The king is too pissed to stay graced
He finds a new mountain to ride
And you, just the rat, left behind
Satire
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