Here's a tale of discrimination,
that goes on daily in our DPC Nation.
Often hated and reviled,
abused and beguiled,
and so often misunderstood.
I'm speaking of course, of a race created from wood.
Someday they'll rise up
too late to wise up.
Bearing weapons and torches, they will call us out to war
They'll amass in droves and announce that they've come to settle the score.
A merciless reputation they'll all deservedly earn
as they sweep through our lands and all our villages burn.
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