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On my farm it was night

It was not day, it was night

Animals died, animals fled

Some lived but most were dead

I didn't understand, what did I do?

Gave them all that they could chew

My neighbours came and shot the rest

Maybe it was for the best

I thought I saw someone else that night

A stranger, thief, a lurking fright

This has happened times before

It always ends up in blood and gore

Maybe it was just another pig?