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May 2015
there was a little pig he just loved the sky
hoping maybe one day he could learn to fly
he made him self some wings from branches on the floor
he began to flap the he began to soar.

high up the air the little pig did fly
high up in the clouds in the bright blue sky
pig  he was  delighted a pilot now was he
flying through the sky flying wild and free
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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