When Pigs Fly
written by: Anne G
@TheInkTruth
Tonight is the night, when the football will shine.
Every man on the field, will covet the prize.
They will kick it and throw it, kiss and embrace it;
for the goal of all players is to chase and possess it.
The spoils of the war to the victor will go.
Yet no matter the outcome all present will know,
that the star of the Bowl, is the pigskin named ball.
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JUNE 2016 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Why write? I write because I am: Driven to distraction by the inequities of the society in which we live. Motivated by cruelty, abuse, ignorance and indifference. My intention: To poke, prod and provoke!
"Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess." - Oscar Wilde
"Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess." - Oscar Wilde
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