Sombreira poetry
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Yule tide
Yule tide
Yule Tide
The pig
In the pen
Is being slaughtered
To day
Christmas starts
With a killing
Some get
Pork roast
Others get trotters
In the yard
My neighbour
Is hosing away
The blood
His sacrificial
Duty done
And I got a shoulder ham
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