This balmy afternoon I set my sights on a mighty bourgeois pig
He's a prize fighter I was told
and that heart I heard was mighty big
We meandered down the beaten paths
just he and I, were meant to last
Let us relieve ourselves of the weight of our heavy jaundiced souls
and bask me with your love, I can't bear it anymore
He strummed the chords of his heart to me
and I coulda sworn I'd seen a King
and as we floated in the dusk of night
I coulda sworn I heard him sing
we drank the wine
we hummed love's hymn
we plucked our souls
till lights went dim
I finally won the bourgeois pig
I finally won the bourgeois pig
-angelarose 2011
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