For thirty odd pigs, a Huli man gets
A new wife tending his goats, land, kids, pigs
She ties a rope's end to the pigs front legs
The other end is tied to the wild tree trunk
She goes to the fields to till the land, to tend the cows
Her husband hides behind the trunk and pulls the rope
The pigs give out deafening squeals, the wife turns back
The Huli husband jumps on her like a hungry leopard
Disrobes her, throws her on the ground and humps her, humps her
one two three four one two three four four four more more more
He's old. He gasps for air. She pushes him away
He wraps back the loin cloth. He goes away muttering love.
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