Pigs Poem by jason touma

Pigs

Rating: 5.0


The Lighting Crashed,
The Thunder Roared,
Around The Homestead Station,
The Little Pig Crawled,
He Crawled All Day To Find Somewhere Safe At The Moment He Was It Ended.

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