A Rat is a Pig is a Dog is She.

A rat is a pig is a dog is a boy.
That's what the woman told me.
She looked in my eyes,
and then to the skies and said:
"This is what I believe."

I looked at the sky and then to the ground,
thoughts running to and fro.
I refused to believe what She had perceived.
To her back I simply said, "No."

A young girl I love is afraid of rats.
Is she now afraid of me?

And a pig east garbage and is slaughtered for food.
Will I meet the same fate as he?

A dog may be faithful but he's reigned by a master.
Will man set limits for me?

Surely it seemed that this couldn't be.
To her silhouette I simply said, "No."

As I sat there oh so quietly,
I wondered how sad her life must be,
for life must be dreary for her to believe,
that a rat is a pig is a dog is She.