Porks Poems - Poems about Porks

...As I was in national park virunga  and I saw a zebra which was giving birth and one black and white cobra passed by there. I admired their colours and took some pictures to show my kids a......Read the rest...

...Agreements are Shams! Agreements are shams that the wise call a shakedown, the wisest trust conflict, will work what’s at hand. Agreements exist when folks (forced to) ar......Read the rest...

...Devlan Caldwell Bachenmeister owned the largest factory that Pinkerton, New Hampshire ever had. Almost everyone in town was working at that plant, but not, of course, my cousin Maynard’s dad. Un......Read the rest...

...Meetings part one....A moon is neither a plant nor a weapon so never sit in a washing basket at ninety eight degrees. And a tick tocking plant is available for hop scotch games. Timed over frontiers ......Read the rest...

...Meetings part one....A moon is neither a plant nor a weapon so never sit in a washing basket at ninety eight degrees. And a tick tocking plant is available for hop scotch games. Timed over frontiers ......Read the rest...

...There once was a man named Ike Who smoked porks to everyone’s like They were the best in town Creating orders abound Till all pigs decided to strike......Read the rest...