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Let us go to the Animal Ball, disguised as bipeds!
And the first man down on all fours, pays for the drinks!
Stan has a cocker that can walk on his hind legs, too: / We'll take him along, to support us when the spirit sinks.
We've walked on our hind-legs now so many ages, / We're hoof to the knee, and hock to the hip, but still- / How hot the feet get when you've only two to hit the ground with!
It takes real nerve to walk erect, and a pretty strong will.
We went too far when we put on the fur of lynxes, / Of weasels trapped in winter when they've lost their tan;
We went too far when we let the fox assist us / To warm the hide that houses the soul of Man.
The reek of the leopard and the stink of the inky cat / Striped handsomely with white, are in the concert hall;
We sleekly writhe from under them, and are above all that;
But, the concert over, back into our pelts we crawl.
"It is bad to let the dog taste leather. "