Porky Chap

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This was written in a burst of insanity & frustration while being mired in depression. My friend challenged me to write something like a nursery rhyme based on the doodle art we created on impromptu. My perverted mind came up with this, but it is not at all an attack on homosexuals. Instead, it's an attack on society.

Submitted: June 12, 2007

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PORKY

Porky was a simple chap

Who had no heart for games,

Unlike the other pork chaps

Comparing balls for fame.

Lips and lashes were the trend,

Or so thought Porky Chap.

He downed his head and fat neck

With glorious li'l trinkets,

Coloured well his thin dry lips

With glossy red lipstick.

But try hard as he may, though

His hormones would not hide,

So out grew long black hairs

Above his pouty lips.

And soon his secret's out

That he's a porky chap!

The other porky chaps

Were furious to the snout

Thought Porky should be taught.

They chopped him up in half

And so ends Porky Chap

As pork chop in a pot.


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