Talk:Seddie/@comment-3212674-20110323044422/@comment-3212674-20110323051414

Haha! It is possible. I would enjoy seeing that myself, but we all need to sleep at some point. I myself will go to bed after I recite a good bit of poetry from a dear relative of mine.

There was once a pig, that sat alone, Beside a ruined Pump. By day and night he made his moan: That would have stirred a heart of stone To see him wring his hoofs and groan, Because he could not jump. Uprose that Pig, and rushed, full wack, Against that ruined Pump: Rolled over like an empty sack, And settled down upon his back, While all his bones at once went 'CRACK!' It was a fatal jump.