My family and I love poems. Every month I will introduce you to a new poem. This is the poem for this month. It is called "Romantic English."
As the cows move softly with a gentle moo,
That usually means "I love you",
When the pigs move softly with a gentle "oink",
That usually means "I hope you are not bacon that's forsaken, my dear!"
I made this poem up-- it's a funny poem. Autumn is usually butchering season!
sorry Avimar- but I LOVE bacon! ;)
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