serfs.

There are little serfs and big serfs

Smalls serfs and giant serfs

The big ones eat the small ones

And the giant ones swallow the little ones

If serfs were thrown up into the sky

They would land back down into a dump

For giants they know not any other place

As big ones they have no other grace

The serfs have toiled on sun and sand

They eat the turds of their horse and lamb

The big ones have the crooked plates

On China they eat the skins of snakes

If you were a serf, and told no lie

There would be wrong, there would be right

I told you so, when you began

You held me back but made no change

The giants they eat and tread on your toes

Of small serfs they have no bloody clue

They have eaten little feet and nails and bones,

One day it will crunch their hearts its true!

And so be warned when you see a serf

They are no innocent, little love

The fingers on their hands so minute, so cruel,

They might just give you what you deserve!