Once upon a time there was a peaceful place,
Where turtles were comfy as the only race.
But soon arrived a duck and changed the demographic,
Producing fasists fueling fear using ethnographics.
These intolerant few had the loudest mouths,
And turtles who knew better shied and cowed.
In no time the fascists took control of the senate,
And their speciesism created laws and fascist tenets.
Now it's not so nice to be in Laramie Pond,
For anyone and anything not of turtle spawn.
This is what happens when good turtles stay silent,
The fascists take over, and barbeques turn violent.


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