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"O' I so need to give poetry up" . . . lol

Pigs Can Fly

Life is bloody amazing up here; I have never seen such a view
I have just wet my knickers, and I am about to follow through

I would have coped better; if only, I had known, I can really fly
But as I so accidentally fell off a cliff this really was my first try

Farmer McLeod is having kittens; he has just lost his prize pig
But I’m up here doing skydives, and couldn’t give a friggin’ fig 

You can take back all the rumours; that pigs in reality can’t fly
But just hold on there isn't that pig poop you have in your eye
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Kinard Avatar
December 22, 2019 at 6:37 AM
Like people, pigs let fly that's why you have pig sh*t in your eye. and I hope you feel better.
Shaw Avatar
December 22, 2019 at 1:00 PM
Never felt better . . . : )
Na Avatar
December 22, 2019 at 12:08 AM
lol Indiana you feel better now :)~ Nicely penned
Shaw Avatar
December 22, 2019 at 12:24 AM
Must have been the cabbage . . . : /
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