But old Acorn, helpless and dull
Raises his wing to protest.
"But leader," he rasps, "why would I fight for something I don't want?"
He glares,
And glares,
And glares.
Then they all laugh.
"It's not about that."
TRAITOR
But old Acorn, helpless and dull
Raises his wing to protest.
"But leader," he rasps, "why would I fight for something I don't want?"
He glares,
And glares,
And glares.
Then they all laugh.
"It's not about that."