At first I thought That pigs might fly, Before you'd eat Of my sky's pie; But when pigs flew I saw you with them Flying . . .
Though flying's Not a game for things Like pigs and pies Which don't have wings, My sky's pie's lies Have conned you into Trying.
By Zachàr Laskewicz 8 December 2008
0801-FLY
© May 2008 Nachtschimmen
Music-Theatre-Language Nightshades,
Ghent (Belgium)
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