(This is a fictional poem)
You should be arrested and thrown in the brig.
You came to my house and raped my pig.
I was wondering what was making my pig squeal.
When I saw what you were doing to her, it made me ill.
My pig just gave birth and you are the dad.
I puked when I saw what she had.
Her babies have the bodies of a pig and the heads of a man.
I'm going to get rid of these freaks as fast as I can.
My patience is like my hair, it's getting very thin.
I'll shoot you if you ever come near my pig again.
Randy Johnson
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