Yes, I just love semi-rhyming poems about porcine faeces.
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Pig grazing on field
Slaughter under Summer Sun
Grill meat and eat, mmm...
Open door to snow
moonlight cascades a shadow
its a creeper; BOOM!
Stay Genuine. Stay Fearless.
The sodding explosions attracts a ghast.
"How do you do,
Is that your poo?"
The bloody feces sizzled one faint answer...
"I am meat,
I suggest you eat,
I'm almost cooked,
After this netherack heat."
Didz you liked it!? Mmmmm...
Yes, I just love semi-rhyming poems about porcine faeces.