A Poem: Absent Pig

My life is like ice cream
Rocky Road
The pig is gone!
Thank god the pig is gone!
Soon the pig will be dead.
Thank god, soon the pig will be dead!
In the house of holy the swine lacks.
But i go back to my ice cream life.
The reefer turns me into a prehistoric animal.
Before their “gift traits” really developed.
Like wood peckers can peck the wood to get to the bugs.
Well us humans have the greatest gifts of all.
We are the fastest evolving animal practically there is.
Well definitely,
Not practically.
Because human gifts are infinite.
We can do such wonder.
And such destruction.

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My favorite part.

Does the pig represent anything? Or is it an actual pig

Pig=person vile and disgusting and alcoholic in this poem!!

Yeah, you’re right.

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