Chrysanthemum the Christmas pig was perky as any preteen
Greeting us in a marvelous way, his eyes were a sparkling sheen
Smile on his face was wide and excited, he did love Christmas so.
He never realized the plotting in the kitchen down below
Let’s put an apple in his mouth before we put him on the spit.
If Chrysanthemum had heard this, he would have had a fit.
But he’s so friendly, a young maid said, he’s got such a lovely look.
Where do you think we get ham and bacon? Asked the eager cook.
Roasted pig ear treats
the favorite of Cosmo to eat
He chews and chews diligently
savoring the taste thoroughly
But Sassy hers she ignores
pig ears for her a bore
Cosmo finished and he spies
Sassy pig ear by her side
He nudges closer a slow crawl
his nose sniffs what his eyes saw
Sassy knows what Cosmo up to
so the pig ear she begins to chew
Cosmos dismayed and whines
whimpers loud for pig ear to dine
Sassy growls and grips it tight
teasing Cosmo enjoying his plight
He stares and stares and stares
Sassy chews it as if a dare
Suddenly Sassy lets it go
Cosmo steals it by a nose
Sassy seems to not care
Cosmo chews her pig ear
Cozzymo happy boy
two pig ears tummy joy
He licks his lips and looks at me
begging for pig ear number three.
“There is nothing worse than ignorance in motion” Goethe
Roaming round the white altars
Where pharaohs raised their arms
The black pig of ignorance
Casts a passing shadow
Across the shafts of Lotus columns
Erect Egyptian guardians of stillness
Watching undisturbed over eternal time
along came a flying pig, an October sight
which is pretty much only seen on Halloween night
He followed a brook, the full harvest moon, his only light
This pig was bright for sure, I mean fluorescent bright!
scrawny witch flew by and screamed out in fright
the pig laughed at her silly nervous plight
a wizard tried to change the pig into a knight
the pig laughed again and flew off into the night
A long tailed monkey
black as polished ebony
shrieked in frantic scrabbling
at the grey mouth
of a silver pouch
and danced on braided rope
with the paunchy pig
to hypno strains
on the gilded harp
plucked by geisha girls
hair bouffant and clasped
in shells and iridescent combs.
She rolled up her piano and tucked it underneath her chinny chin chin
off the the courtyard she went to play a tune from Mama Balloon
"Absolutely not or never" said porky pig as she played shiny, to win
inside the water fountain a red cap bobbed and floated like a loon
Singing to the top of her voice every tonsil quivered as she did her gig
bass lined to the music she strolled the keys on a piano forte made of pulp
"Play it again " cried Petunia Pig while re-arranging her imaginary wig
but as the rain began to fall, Suzie stopped playing and began to gulp
Suffering Cilantro your piano has turned into nothing more than mush
said the little piglet with a tiny little bugle nose as bright as a red rose
"I got a rockjam keyboard made of foil at home" she began to gush
but all she heard was " Tsk tsk tsk" and suddenly the oink just froze
"Send out the clowns" huffed Piggly Wiggly Bob who lisped his nouns
and so Suzie with an origami thingy ma jig fined tuned a little trumpet
"Keep it coming" whooped Porky Pig and Daffy Duck painting the town
they danced to the beat of " Oh Susannah" without hurry without fret.
They claim to have brought us out of Egypt
But never have I tasted the fruits of thy promised land
Was it really necessary for a democratic plan?
Or they just still experimenting on me?
Freedom cry has not fulfilled my expectations
But at least it's a weapon they fear in the streets
I wonder men who brought us independence,
Forever remain our only celebrated heroes.
So sad they even own jewelry stores,
Knowing that I'm their only mine
Who am I....
surviving_pawn
The Bird Water Whistle
Rendition # twenty one
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he don't think people like him
by; Ya'll and Them
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She say slurp
I say slurp
we say slurp
then we sing slurp, slurp
slurp
slurp
slurp
slurp
slurp
slurp
slurp, slurp!
slurp!
Slurp!
Slurp!
Slurp
Slurp, slurp
Slurp!
(applaued, Bravo, Bravo!)
Lipstick red on a pig
Batting her long lashes works her charm
Last call at the OK corral
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2025
I was stunned at my cousin’s new mural on her living room wall
I want one! I yelped, can he come by in the fall?
He’s totally booked up, his popularity is big.
I should warn you, he eats a lot, he is kind of a pig.
I hear he is a sloppy painter, my husband chimed in.
He does not want strangers in our house, he has a chinny-chin-chin.
I booked him in October, assuring him we would tire up the dog.
He came on the fifth, and he truly ate like a hog.
But our new mural was lovely, more beautiful than my cousins.
How many have you painted? He squealed, dozens and dozens.
My husband huffed and puffed, irritated at how much he ate.
He was messy and dirty, but my new mural was great!
what do they call her? I wondered as she strutted around
showing off her curly tail, teasing every cat and hound.
Wearing a fancy hat, and a jazzy scarf with plaid too.
I call her high society pig, said my cousin Little Lou.
on that fence are the three cutest pigs you ever hope to see
I ran over to look, he was nuts, this city-slicker, Tommy Lee
These are piglets, not pigs, I yelled to him rather snottily.
The piglets began to snort and whistled with glee
We are Patty’s pretty pink piglets, polished and persnickety.
Puffed up and prideful, perhaps you know our uncle Paulie Lee?
They began dancing around on ham hocks, showing off their glee.
I now wanted to meet their amazing mother, the glorious Patty.
Everyone had flowers they had purchased from a naked pig
He was riding around the square a second ago, said Mrs. Big
I am not sure I want to purchase from a naked pig I said.
Do not be so prissy said my jumble bumble cousin, Fred.
He likes things that are different, he likes weird and unique.
A bicycle came around the corner holding the pig I seek
The flowers were gloriously pretty, and the prices were low.
I forgot the pig was naked and promptly yelled “hello!”
two milky way wrappers
how long have they been sitting here?
the paint has worn off the c and the v on this keyboard
wedged between keyboard and monitor is a small roll of toilet paper
I am such a pig
there is the washing machine oxygen powder
I wondered what happened to it
three notebooks and a sketch pad are propped up next to my typing fingers
three pairs of readers lollygag around here
I am such a pig
Fearing the loss of his hair, Porky Pig
went out and purchased a wig.
Now he's parading thinking he's handsome
securing his do cleverly with gum.
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
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