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Pigs

When the sky is falling and your rainbow’s in the sewer
When life is less rise and more dips
From out of the steamy hot morning manure
Herds of pigs with machine guns and ammo clips

You'll be sorry you ate so much bacon that day
You'll be screaming it loudly when they’re trotting you down
Do they just want our garbage?…oh make them go away!
Pigs with machine guns and ammo clips are running around

The leader has pig ears, a pig tail, and pig nostrils
As large as the Chunnel, it's busy and wet
And they don't like lamenting on lost times and lost thrills
Pigs with machine guns and ammo clips get what they can get

They're mad, really mad, like fuming, like furious
And they've run out of bullets, so they make them from corn
Now why didn't we think of that? Interesting, how curious
Pigs with machine guns and ammo clips watch piggy porn

Oinking and boinking, pouring mud in your kitchen
They like it that way...don't ask why, they just do
No sudden moves…their trigger hooves are itchin’
Pig with machine guns and ammo clips sniff Elmer's Glue

Wallow in your sorrows but bow to the boars
Bring them presents and praises, with your snouts in the weeds
Board up your windows, but leave doggy doors
Pigs with machine guns and ammo clips shoot up with feed

October 2, 6:54pm
Copyright ©2000 Michael Paul