Swine's Squeals Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

Swine's Squeals

A pig with a mud-loving soul,
Tried ballet and lost all control.
He slipped on his toes,
And landed on rose,
Then squealed, 'That's a muddy new role! '

Tuesday, March 25, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: rose
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Bernard F. Asuncion

Bernard F. Asuncion

Subic, Philippines
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