Where Is Piggy

Three wild frolicking hairy unkempt hillbillies
Jettisoning off their wonderful new pet
Doing banshee yells and hog calls
Happily playing with their newest mate
Where is Piggy? They asked Mom.
Until sundown they looked for him.
Pretty soon they smelled sweet sauce.
Beside themselves with grief, ate barbeque.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Brul Avatar
May 26, 2020 at 5:14 AM
Ohhh very sad!!!
Krutsinger Avatar
May 26, 2020 at 1:14 PM
Can be.
Beilschmidt Sr. Avatar
April 2, 2019 at 11:28 PM
Wow! Now that,s irony. Didn't see it coming
Krutsinger Avatar
April 3, 2019 at 2:38 AM
I like to sneak up. Not. I like to POUNCE. Ha!
Gilmour Avatar
March 31, 2019 at 7:14 AM
Oh no, not Piggy! Still I suppose if needs must! Great write Caren.and the last two lines really brought out my cries of Noooooo not sweet Piggy, haha. With kindest thoughts Ann xx
Krutsinger Avatar
March 31, 2019 at 10:56 AM
Hahahahahaha I was the product of two farm kids. Ha!
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