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Poetry By: moonphish


Submitted:Mar 22, 2012    Reads: 8    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   

i'm the big guy in the pig sty

call me porkasaurus rex
all cloven nailed and pretzel tailed
my muscles i will flex
i'm the swine that is divinest
its on truffles i will dine
and any sow would take a vow
if she could be all mine
i'm a porker and a corker
i am this and all of that
i am weighty, 'bout four eighty
not an ounce of it is fat
i'm a tanker, not a banker
so don't use me for your dimes
and i won the prize for biggest size
i made the new york times
i'm a greaser and releaser
mighty men can never catch
all agreeing when i'm fleeing
i'm the swiftest in the batch
i'm a roller and controller
i'm all bacon, chops and ham
oh my gosh, this ain't no hogwash
what i am is what i am
i'm pig headed and unwedded
for i have no need of wife
i know the score, although a boar
at parties, i'm the life
i'm the cob that leaves you hobbled
if you dare to mess around
leave you bloody and all muddy
and all hogtied on the ground
and on easter i'm no feast here
though the farmer tried to slay
overpowered and devoured
he was luncheon yesterday


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