A Pig Has Flown In the No Fly Zone
In the no-fly zone
on a summer’s day
There was a groan
As pink came our way
I threw a bone
at the rabble and the fray
A pig has flown!
Someone yelled so gay
There was a moan
From my cousin Ray
He tried to get prone
On that summer’s day
A pig has flown!
In the no-fly zone!
You should have heard his tone!
I grabbed up my phone.
Took a photo of a drone
And a haggard crone
Fell over a stone
In that weird fly zone
A pig has flown! Someone yelled.
A pig has flown! The lie was not dispelled.
A pig has flown in the no fly-zone.
I rolled my eyes and headed home.
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