My Smelly Pig

Why to frown, stumble and drown? When,

Shrewd personalities speak gibberish to me.

What’s gibberish is what I do not want to hear,

The faecal matter coming out of unintelligent mouths,

All that I have and will always avoid.

But these smelly pigs keep running about

With their stench over powering all.

Oink-ing and gawking, attention seekers,

And all they want is people to know

They exist,

Show their acts of utter stupidity,

Be loud and cranky to show they don’t care,

Where as all they want, is to grab eyeballs

To let people know that you want them to care.

I see it all, I see you do it,

I know your lairs, I see your stares

Under your cover I know you care.

My smelly pig, just don’t give me your shit,

I’m over pigs like you.

There’s one in ten everywhere I go

Who speak gibberish,

That passes me by, and at least

Gives me a smile.

~k~