2018-10-04
Pigs they oinked till late
Their mother’s scent wafted
Smoke rings up the air
Moon gave a sigh under the voices
They had no night to dream
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2018-10-04
Pigs they oinked till late
Their mother’s scent wafted
Smoke rings up the air
Moon gave a sigh under the voices
They had no night to dream
image: pinterest.com
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