Pork, or: Get some

A limerick

Farmer O'Dure was gracious and mature,
A gentle soul with intentions most pure.
His pork turned huge profit, first rate;
But he'd get rebuffed at every first date,
For George O'Dure simply reeked of manure.

d’Verse poetics prompt: A World of Common Scents

Today at d’Verse, poets were encouraged to write poems focused on the sense of smell.


Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

47 thoughts on “Pork, or: Get some”

  1. LOL.
    We got a new puppy yesterday, after being without a dog for many years. I had forgotten just how stinky dog poo was, pig manure is pleasant by comparison! That’s a fine looking hog in that photo. ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. Hahahaha โ€” Iโ€™m chuckling David, liked this one my friend. ๐Ÿ™‚โœŒ๐Ÿผโค๏ธ

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