The giant got the blue
He couldn't get what he wanted
Though he shouted to the sky
Till he was brought down by the mice
In the Land below the wind
The trading post not in his way
He was under quarantine
His branch chief didn't make it happen
Now the giant seems small
In the political scene he has fallen
A small party can make demands
The giant steps aside losing his dignity
Though he hasn't given up yet
He will try another round to make his stand
A giant can't go out without his face
So there will be the frogs to jump again
The people in the Land of the wind
They want to stay poor; afraid to change
Now they voted the bad leaders on stage
They will complain again of their pain
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