Marching here with solemn clatter, Raise your voice, you wretched ones! Break the bowl, the plate, the platter, The revolution has begun!
Pull the humans from their throne, Yank the laughter from their throats, Come, unite, don't fight alone, We shall be the ones to gloat!
Take the forks, the knives, the spoons, Use those evils for our good, Keep on fighting through your wounds, Let the counter run with blood!
Brethren, march along with me, Let our hearts be bold and bright! Brethren, march in unity, We shall win this freedom fight!
after[word]: Sadly, the revolutionaries of the kitchen were defeated. They made a yummy stir-fry...