rs,,,, ( reference http://www.creative-poems.com/poem.php?id=184300)
When I whine,
I become a unique swine,
That smells like fresh rotten pine
With hair like Einstein,
A purring oink of a feline,
A golden tooth like canine,
I likes to dine,
Drink garbage picked wine,
Eat a thick slab of kine,
With hordes of grapes off a vine,
I like to burp the alphabet towards the shoreline,
Making waves near the sunshine,
As well during a moonshine,
Drumming on my waistline,
Looking for a sign,
From someone ultra divine
To say ``Would You Be Mine?``
I become a unique swine,
That smells like fresh rotten pine
With hair like Einstein,
A purring oink of a feline,
A golden tooth like canine,
I likes to dine,
Drink garbage picked wine,
Eat a thick slab of kine,
With hordes of grapes off a vine,
I like to burp the alphabet towards the shoreline,
Making waves near the sunshine,
As well during a moonshine,
Drumming on my waistline,
Looking for a sign,
From someone ultra divine
To say ``Would You Be Mine?``