At the Edge of the Wallow
I feel like I’m chasing a greased pig
that is destiny escaping my grip
my body tells me that
if I become still and softly call
the pig will nuzzle my feet
but my mind tells me to give up pork
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I love how this is so universal. I can totally relate it to a situation in my life. Love it.
ha! but the heart is telling you to buy a bigger frying pan!
But your mouth keeps wanting to taste that crispy bacon!