Something Bad

We animals are now being blamed for everything that goes wrong
Forced from our jobs, told to keep silent

I’ve heard of an Ox, a professor from Quox
No longer permitted to teach
Who has lost all powers of speech
And an Owl in Munchkin Rock
A vicar with a thriving flock
Forbidden to preach
Now he only can screech
Only rumors, but still enough to give pause
To anyone with paws
Something bad is happening in Oz

Something bad happening in—

That’s it, I’m leaving Oz while I can still speak the word “goodbye”

Doctor Dillamond
If animals are losing the ability to speak, leaving Oz, then
Someone’s got to tell the Wizard
That’s why we have a Wizard

So nothing bad

Perhaps you’re right

Nothing all that bad

Nothing truly bad

Sorry! Bad
Must be catching a cold

It couldn’t happen here
In Oz