• Vol. 06
  • Chapter 10
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Pigture Postcard

from the holiday hog,
the swine in the briny,
this place is great,
we've got the beach to ourselves
while the fish are in school.

The weather is scorching,
the sky is the colour of purity
and worship and the water
as clear as mud.

I couldn't be happier if
I were snuffling truffles
and chomping on pearls,
I could stay here forever
and never get boared.

that's enough bristle and snort
for the time being, I'm off to
the trough to dip my snout.

Keep an eye on the sty for us
and I'll see you next week
when it's back to the grunt,
all too soon.