Castration

A castrated ram complained
Tears flowing, earnest plaint,
"A worthless thing like me
Lack continuity, you made me."
The man laughed, nay, nay
Get fat and fat weigh handsome,
You will taste good, sweet flesh,
Then your fame intact, fresh,
Tongues water seeing you
Oh ram, worry not, goody
No progeny for you, good
Don't worry ram, please, please
The ram pondered for long
"Morons should not multiply
Understand? Dear ram simply.
Everything cosy brilliant scintillating"
A world of beauty, snity, socialism
Serenity, super weeding out morons!
Think of such a world. Share equality
Not swaying boat, but big, strong
No ravines, only mountains.
Clone humanity into equality,
Castrate the ugly for socialism.
No gas bags.  The ram is content.