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The Day the Pigs Invadedby Shannon Wolff
I came home from work and opened my front door,
No less then ten I spied, happy as could be,
Another little one I saw playing in the hall,
I walked to the kitchen, hoping to find a way to make the pigs scram,
Racing upstairs I feared my wits addled,
I'd planned to walk right past my den,
Screaming I ran for my bedroom, hoping it would be my sanctuary
My spare bedroom wasn't the slightest bit better,
Running out of rooms in which to seek seclusion,
I didn't have long to wonder about my mental well-being,
Near as I could tell one pig was hogging the remote,
I tried bargaining with the pigs, asking for their removal
Lying on my bed I thought how I'd best just call it a day,
Shannon Wolff was born in Alaska and grew up in a little town called North Pole. This fact has lead every one of her relatives not familiar with Alaska, and complete strangers, to ask if she knows Santa Claus. She now resides in Cartersville, Georgia and is having mixed results with informing her new neighbors about her previous residence.
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