Aspies For Freedom

A childrens poem...(what I rit).

The three little pigs,
Had nothing to do,
And so they,
Decided too,
Build a plane,
From spit and glue,
And fly it high,
Into the blue,

But on aircraft design,
Pigs have no clue,
And apparently,
They never knew,
That pigs can't fly,
Like me and you,

And so on takeoff,
The danger grew,
Until at last,
The engine blew,
The plane exploded,
And they all knew,
Their time was up,
They were through,
And everywhere,
Burnt pork chops flew,

So ends this curly tail,
Of the pigs who's plane did fail,

Pigs now spread,
Just like jam,
All over the city,
Of Birmingham (Burning-ham).

love it

how old is this poem, and where did it come from? it reminds me of the pink floyd album "animals" and probably has a similar theme. "Pigs refers to politicians and opinion leaders" according to the wikipedia's page for pink floyd's "animals".

it is interesting to note that the formation of the track listing creates the shape of a flying ship:

"Pigs on the Wing 1"
"Dogs"
"Pigs (Three Different Ones)"
"Sheep"
"Pigs on the Wing 2"

The poem is about 6 months old. I created it after miss-hearing the word Birmingham as burning-ham. (my brother lives in Birmingham).

I wasn't aware of the Pink Floyd album.

And I thought I was being original lol.

i liked it none the less

Yes, it's really cool