Animal Farm Book

Last Updated: 9th December, 2018

Animal Farm


Mr. Jones lay in bed
deep in peaceful slumber.
Blissfully unaware of the revolution that
a revolution that formed right under.

All animals, big and small had come together
in a barn outside when night fell.
They gathered around the wisest of boars,
for Old Major had a tale to tell.

He spoke of a land where all roamed free,
where the two-legs were nowhere in sight.
He taught them the tune of ‘Beasts of England’
and the animals got the will to fight.

Alas, Old Major passed away,
an unfortunate event. Oh no!
But it fueled the fire that stirred within,
for the animals would overthrow their
two-legged foe.

For days on end they laid in wait
until the pigs came up with a plan.
Chasing away the unworthy humans,
they won back their once homeland.

Then came the joy, a blinding hope
to build a world for themselves.
Cheers rose up among the different creatures,
‘Two legs bad, four legs good’ they said.

Smartest of all, Snowball and Napoleon
came up with a set of rules.
And for a while everything was alright.
Everything was as it should.

But power corrupts,
it consumes and destroys,
It eats away the heart.
And the pigs took over as they planned,
planned from the start.

Snowball, however, looked for the best,
but the good never get to speak,
For Napoleon’s thirst made Snowball run away,
run away, never to be seen.

Days, weeks, months, years,
all passed in the blink of an eye.
Every animal was a slave stuck in their dream,
unable to resist Napoleon, unable to fly.

‘Two legs bad, four legs good’ was gone,
changed against their will.
‘Four legs good, two legs better’ was what it
was. Being an animal was simply a sin.

They had dreamed of a world where all
creatures were equal,
but now the animals weren’t comrades, nor
For while all animals were equal,
some were more equal than others.

However, that wasn’t what shocked them.
Wasn’t what broke the animals’ hearts.
For when two stepped out together, man and
one could not tell them apart.

About Animal Farm

Animal Farm is an allegorical novella by George Orwell, first published in England on 17 August 1945.

What’s the purpose of a spontaneous demonstration in Animal Farm?

One of the literary techniques George Orwell uses in his dystopian novel, Animal Farm, is allegory.

An allegory is a story that has a hidden, deeper meaning in reference to a political or moral idea. Allegory (in the sense of the practice and use of allegorical devices and works) has occurred widely throughout history in all forms of art, largely because it can readily illustrate or convey complex ideas and concepts in ways that are comprehensible or striking to its viewers, readers, or listeners.

There are several purposes for the Spontaneous Demonstrations in George Orwell’s Animal Farm. One purpose is to instill pride in the animals for the farm they live on, and remind them that they own the products of their labor. Despite the difficulty of the work, they are now working for themselves.

However, the Spontaneous Demonstrations also display where the power lies. The animals march, and then listen to speeches given by the pigs. The conditions for the rest of the animals have deteriorated, and these demonstrations are a means of distracting the animals from their hunger and the cold.

The Spontaneous Demonstrations in Animal Farm allude to Communist/Soviet Russia, where the party would organize similar demonstrations. In Soviet Russia, the demonstrations were meant to look as if people supported the party so much they couldn’t stop themselves from showing their appreciation. The truth was that these were public relations stunts.

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