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Submitted: Jun 18, 2008 Reads: 45 Comments: 5 Likes: 4
The clicks of hens that eat their seed,
The grumble of the noble steeds
A clickety, whack, and then a splat,
Of all the pigs that roam of fat
We gather here together now,
To discuss what will soon become of the cow?
Slaughtered, fried, sizzled, and juiced;
All the animals becoming today’s produce.
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Once again, Maple, great poem!
Your poems seem to have a certain sense of humor to them that I like very much. Keep it up!
Posted: Jun 18, 2008
Haha, that was funny
Posted: Jun 18, 2008
Wow You Just Made Me Hungry Lol. I Think That Was A Hard Poem To Write In My Opinion.You Did Really Good.
Posted: Jul 11, 2008
That was good. I wasn't expecting the whole slaughtering thing at the end. Very nice thought. I could visualize everything.
Posted: Aug 14, 2008
Jeez, Maple, what's with you?
Why are you such a great poet?
'Tis fine, but you know what's better? Your poem. Short but direct.
You, miss, have won a fan.
Posted: Aug 26, 2008
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