MY PRETTY PET PIG

My pretty pet pig felt so forsaken,
When her boyfriend was sold for back bacon,
I fed her a lunch,
It was bacon,” crunch, crunch”,
She wonders why her heart had been achin’.

THE MIXED METAPHOR OPINIONS

Once I was a young belligerent fool,

My refrigerant filled veins I thought were cool,

I was a well meaning gent,

But, my opinions were  too bent,

To make them a real useful tool.