Considering the pig, a single–minded bestiary.
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Pig haulers never cry in their beer, or bitch or whine. No, we just roll down the road with a truck load of swine.Robert Silvera, from the poem "Pig Truck Love Affair," (2003).
Pig haulers never cry in their beer, or bitch or whine. No, we just roll down the road with a truck load of swine.
Robert Silvera, from the poem "Pig Truck Love Affair," (2003).