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Ways to Curb Happiness

Someone in
the neighborhood
has a
pet pig.

It’s tiny
& black
& full-grown,
a special breed.

Yesterday it
got loose
& went
running down
the street,
stopping to
wag its
tail at
everyone
it met.

Children came
running out
of their
houses &
the little
black pig
rushed to
meet them,
standing on
its hind
legs &
nuzzling them
with its
snout.

The children
cried out
with glee
& danced
around
the pig
holding hands.

Then the
animal control
wagon showed
up &
shot
the pig
with a
stun dart
that
laid it
out cold.

They put
it in
a cage
& hauled
it off
for extermination.