Jane Goodall forswore me off pigs
for a while. There’s one that paints,
she said. Pigcasso, look it up.
No more pepperoni, and Egyptian Prince 
won’t touch it anyway.
But today I had pork dumplings for no specific reason,
like a casual murderer. Corpse eaters, said Hitler,
chewing the cud. Ruminating 
on the ruins of Europe, like Napoleon before him,
all animals are equal.
Peanut butter honey banana sandwiches
enjoyed the overload of references in this one - from art to dictatorship, as only poetry can do...

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