
I can’t think.
Piggy could think,
but Piggy was no chief,
he has brains,
but I can’t think like him.
We need to put things straight,
not for fun,
not for laughing,
But for cleverness.
We decide things,
But they don't get done.
We waste time,
rolling rocks,
and making little cooking fires.
Everybody’s talking,
but you don’t pay attention,
you laugh,
you run,
and look at us!
How many are we?
and yet we can't keep
a fire going,
to make smoke.
Make smoke
or die,
We wont survive,
and we nearly set the whole island on fire.
We decide things,
But they don't get done.
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