Apr 7 • Poetry/Writings
Day 7 of poem a day challenge: A Little Humor. Lol
Ask the Three Little Pigs
who really blew their houses down.
They will never tell you it wasn’t the wolf
but his bitch-ass lamb of a wife.
She had caught him scratchin’
in the neighbor’s hen house—
of all the low-rent harems, she hated that one
the most. The rooster was known to be gay,
So his chicks raged out of control every weekend.
The flea-infested weasel ran to his boys’ houses
for understanding. Of course
those fucking ham-hacks gave him a place to hide
and smack talk. They never expected her
to show up with a homemade flame thrower.
You should have seen the look on their sizzling faces!
She cackled along with their crackle.
What!?!
Every lady loves a good barbecue.
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Day 7 of poem a day challenge: A Little Humor. Lol
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