Which Was Which

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a found poem I wrote using the last few paragraphs of the book "Animal Farm" by: George Orwell. If you haven't read it, then it probably won't make any sense at all.

Submitted: August 10, 2012

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Which Was Which

An uproar of voices was heard from the farmhouse,

They rushed back to look through the window again,

Yes, as they expected,

A violent quarrel was in progress.

There were shouting’s that sounded like the heated arguments of savage man,

There was the banging of losing cards on the table,

There were sharp suspicious glances being exchanged, as if an old western duel,

There were filthy denials of any wrong doing.

The source of trouble, how probable, was Napoleon,

Napoleon and Mr. Pilkington had played a high card,

In the argument, the difference between man and pig is shown,

Their cards may have been the same, but on the inside, they were different.

Twelve voices shouting in anger, and they were all alike,

No question now, what had happened to the faces of the pigs,

The creatures on the outside looked from pig to man, and man to pig,

But already it was impossible to tell which was which.


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