Matt Brundage

Big Ol' Hog

the Ponderosa flat-bed truck contained the sweaty swine
the squeals commenced, the acres fenced and then I paid the fine
for selling porkers on the block without their proper shots
the meat we ate caused stomach aches; I should've won at slots

the fine was paid; a deal was made to sell the ham at bulk
the auctioneer – he took a beer and then appeared to sulk
he waited for a big ol' hog to walk out of the pen
then turned around to face the crowd: "Let's start the bid again"