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Thursday, February 13, 2020

My poem

The fat pig
The fat pig likes to roll in mud and never has a bath. So he always stinks maybe that's because he doesn't ever think.

The pig's name was Bob and he doesn't have a mob all the people hate him some even disgrace him.

That's why he's all alone with no one to own so he stays in his mud pit being all alone. 

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