by wayne34liverpool, Merseyside, England, UK
Feb 2014 710 Views 1 comments
pork feast
Around the camp fire the dinners sat
Pondering
Their pork feast
Ribs on the menu
A torso for two
Split down the center the body was drawn
Slowly roasted on gas mark 2
Salavating their mouths watering
One for the pigs trotters two for the innerds three for the head
Pigs brains for the brave, all eaten with a spoon
Tastey sausasges
All made into a stew
Oh what a party the dinners will have
Pondering
Their pork feast
Ribs on the menu
A torso for two
Split down the center the body was drawn
Slowly roasted on gas mark 2
Salavating their mouths watering
One for the pigs trotters two for the innerds three for the head
Pigs brains for the brave, all eaten with a spoon
Tastey sausasges
All made into a stew
Oh what a party the dinners will have
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Posted: Feb 2014
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