Ribald Tale

She nudged me with her snout

Snot on my knee, wet reside of her insistence

I didn’t encourage her

But sitting had given her access

An intimacy we don’t usually have.

I got a little worried as she voiced her enthusiasm

I love her too

But she was going past words now

Leaning aggressively

Her desire to be close got a little scary.

“Oh My” I thought- what do I do?

My friend said “Stand up”

“She can’t hump you if you stand up.”

Even so she’s a tank and a force

And I wanted on the other side of her gate.

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Love is troublesome

And passion deserves our respect

Perhaps even fear …..

But participating in the rites of Spring

On this sunny day in January…

Happy to be loved by a pig of such quality

On the other side of the fence.

S

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