Mama saved a few penny in my piggy bank
cro.. cro.. cro..
there goes the penny in the slot
wish the day was as consoling as the night.
the night always brought all i wanted, with an extra tip.
night had me thinking i was richer than piggy
but all was as false as dice
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Banana craft
Vanilla flavour
Banana craft.
When Mama makes an extra sale
she let the piggy have a coin
funny how ungratetful was the piggy, always with a bare smile like winter
Mama wouldn't let me peek
Piggy wouldn't let the stick in.
I thought how gratefull i would be, if Piggy were replaced with my pocket slot
i thought how gratefull i would be, if Piggy had a hole to patch
i would wear a big grin like a coat
and take head to heels , like Usain Bolt
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Banana craft
Vanilla flavour
Banana craft.
Mama's gaze like candid mirror
wish molly the cat would trip and have the piggy fall to crash
like coins would be all around
with one strolling down the mice runway
Presia, got a pringle
Emilly, got a chocolate wonka wond
and all i want is a
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Banana craft
Vanilla flavour
Banana craft.
Mama had put all her Eggs in one basket
but now whose smiling?
piggy would wish it took turns with me
greedy Piggy was as ambitious as Lady Macbeth
Till Mama said
''fidgety fidgety, Piggy is old''.
now whose smiling?
Vanilla flavour
Banana craft
Vanilla flavour.
Banana craft.
YOU ARE READING
A collection of poems of different varieties.
PoesíaA COLLECTION WHERE I MANAGED TO HAVE SUCCESSFULLY STOOD OUT RATHER THAN JUMP ON WAGONS, PEOPLE USUALLY WRITE ABOUT MURDER, DEPRESSION, BEAUTY... NO ONE CARES OR THINKS TO WRITE ABOUT TRUE BEAUTY, ICE CREAM, PIGGY BANKS ETC... THIS ARE THE KIND OF P...
