Poems ✍️
  02.09.2026
  35

Author: Herbert Nehrlich

Hogg

I wonder if this resident wears pink,
a pig he is, not made by God to think.
His writing is below what they call plain
it causes little pleasure but some pain.
Perhaps some lipstick would increase his status,
though nothing much will emanate but flatus.
A hog of any other name is still a hogg,
the brains of porkers and the presence of a log.


  mockery Disdain Satire contempt

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