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BLUE-EYED PIGS

I was walking under a tree of figs
when I came across two blue-eyed pigs
They greeted me with courtesy
and continued on their rail, off the beaten trail

Yet my soul could not purge
the indiscriminating urge
to further investigate
rather than live my own fate

Blue-eyed pigs lure their prey
from a normal day to day
Through the cunning of their kind
they'll absorb some poor soul's mind
And through the cunning of their decision
they'll enact a certain incision
Thy shall retain a most active brain
to be used and not abused
And will return quite eager to learn
the unknown truth that troubles our youth

As my train of thought diverges
the path I walk progresses
to the palace up ahead
with foreboding lights I dread

The dungeon doors swing open
the soul within me squirms
The watchman tears my ticket stub
all my fears are confirmed

Blue-eyed pigs lure their prey
from a normal day to day
Through the cunning of their kind
they'll absorb some poor soul's mind
And through the freedom of their decision
they'll enact a certain incision
Thy shall retain a most active brain
to be used and not abused
And will return quite eager to learn
with unfailing persistence the meaning of our existence

Blue-eyed pigs have cured me
within their magical realm
Reality exits (stage right)
insanity is at the helm

I leave through closed gates
my mind and body separate
Once a free spirit at heart
the new blue-eyed pig departs