Who now would move to Arizona, <br />or California at that <br />we shall not talk about corona <br />or corazon to take to bed. <br />We have, on trusted information <br />learned that a swine has shed its piss <br />we've got her name, it's no sensation, <br />we sent her North to old Fort Bliss. <br />She stank so badly, we had to spray <br />it was a family disease <br />and when she left they all did pray <br />that she would not return to these <br />enlightened fields of human life <br />where misfits were not taken in<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/places-without-swine/
