Sweet Tea Poem by Lamar Cole

Sweet Tea



The pig was born in the south.
And he had always loved Elvis.
He wanted to go to Memphis and be a big star.
He could really sing well and play the guitar.
But he ended up being bacon on a farm in Mississippi.
He tasted very good as his owner ate him with sweet tea.

Tuesday, September 29, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: animal,people
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