"piggys" poems
Just keep livin in this feelin
Never am I beleivin
That **** thats written
Questin for questionin
Im losin
No reasonin
No serotonin
Jane, dope burnin got me floatin
Lucy dances turnin got me smilin
Druggy desperate runnin got me huffin
Huff and puff an puff, pass
One piggy in a house oh straw smokin grass
Nother piggys house of glass
Last piggys house of cards but, alas
Little piggys grow big and pass
One pig in the straw smoked over ash
Nother pig served with a glass
Last pig out of cards, alas
Last pig out of the farm
Free hog free from the harm
Hunted down with a firearm
Pow Pow hogs need not roam
No escapin the farm
Just dyin in a drugged calm
Or dyin strugglin in dirt, ****
So just chill and spread *****
New meat for the grinders
Fresh meat for the diners
Pigs aint **** but some dinners
For pigs with gold incisors
Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 11:26 AM UTC
If the land is giving
then we are finished
all we really need
is self control...... control ourselves
All that we really feel
Is strain
all that we really know
Is marching
Burn the piggys
We'll hold the tower steady
everyone stay focused
We'll hold the tower steady
Until birth
we will never know
Life will progressively flourish
and the gawkers will learn
That there is not much time....... maybe
I hope....... maybe?
Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 9:45 PM UTC
spring mess, thawing trash
burgers fries, some piggys dumped
still inside their bags
****** funny thing observed,
magpies adore those piggys
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now, where's a goat?
Apr 24, 2019
Apr 24, 2019 at 12:31 PM UTC
Hopped in the rari
mama said she sorry
gettin all this money
you girl call me honey
droppin bands like its nothin
call me big bad cause im huffin
little piggys want no smoke
they aint nothin cause they broke
Urban meyer know he beatin
not fired cause he cheatin
Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 10:41 PM UTC