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gigantic state
    Of happy days and cool, sweet grapes
.
    We know not what the struggle brings
    But we are bonded, loyal friends
,
    Of freedom carried on the wind
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    Beasts of Earth, now unite
    And fight the happy, happy fight
.
    For freedom is a laughing riot
.
    Ha ha, ho ho, hear us chuckle
.
    Beasts of Earth come join the bustle—
    And learn to dance The Freedom Shuffle!
    And with that, Snowball and Minimus, and all the pigs and dogs (Even Brutus and Pinkeye!) began a kind of side-step dance routine. And the animals, many of whom were not too swift at mental-type things, were quickly able to imitate the move—as, much more so than humans, animals tend to be rather adept physically. It didn’ttake long before every one of them, down to the three horses who could only recite the alphabet to the letter B, had practically mastered The Freedom Shuffle. (So this was what Snowball had learned out there in the village!) It was a catchy thing to the feet, and before they knew it, the animals found themselves singing the (new) old anthem,
Beasts of Earth
, while at the same time executing the maneuver. And after the first time, they did it four more times. The animals, even the pigs and dogs, reveled in the song—not only in the group dancing, which was a new experience for all, but to have their voices joined together once again.
    Just like the days of the rebellion!
    And the thing so nice about it, was that now, with no more than a little song and side-step, they could feel like this whenever they wanted—even when they were working in the fields!
    It was then announced by Snowball, that by the Prize Pig’s decree, the Manor Farm would henceforth be known by its proper name—
    Animal Farm.
    The sheep chanted it for the rest of the afternoon—
    “Animal Farm.”
    It was only a few days before all the animals were old pros at The Freedom Shuffle—and a near-on continual singing and humming and re-remembering of that long forgotten song,
Beasts of Earth
, had almost entirely supplanted the ditty which had, all those years ago, replaced it. (
Animal Farm, Animal Farm. /Never through me shall thou come to harm!
) Though Minimus had been the author of this secondary trill, he didn’t seem to much mind the purge. One would almost think, in fact, fromthe pleasure Minimus exhibited in hearing the (new) old anthem, that he had penned it himself.
    The next Sunday Meeting, after the singing of the song,
Beasts of Earth
, the green flag, which had been run up the flagpole to call the assembly, was taken down. And in the witness of the entire snorting, barking, and chirruping assembly, an updated flag was raised. Still green, this flag was painted with an orange hoof, a purple horn, and a yellow wing. Though the design was utterly new and exciting to all, it had, inexplicably, a faintly familiar feel which put everyone at ease.
    “This flag represents our boundless faith in Animal Farm,” explained Snowball—
    “The green represents the enormous bounty that the farm offers—fields of clover for everyone! And the hoof, horn, and wing represent all the animals who can have, if they work together, this future of wonderment! It doesn’t matter if you’re purple, yellow, or orange—this farm is your farm!”
    As one might expect, there was an outcry of joy—especially about the clover. Fields of clover for all of us, the cows whispered to each other, greatly impressed.
    Following the raising of the new flag, the animals proceeded to the back of the barnhouse, where more changes had been put in place for them. Most of the animals side-stepped, though they had not been strictly instructed to do so.
    Here, there were several gulps and exclamations. (“Welladay!” and “Gracious to goodness!” said the geese.) And, as was becoming a regular occurrence in these surprising times, two of the sheep fainted.
    The bronze statue of Napoleon, which for the longestof times had replaced the skull of Old Major, was no-place to be