Harvard’s MS Richardson 31, of a she-boar wearing a fetching new hat
A wholesome face, is it?
there’s course patches,
they’re calling you handsome, these days
the pig in the hat,
the lady of the time!
In the middle of the forest, she sits
unaware of the becoming life,
mama don’t want you coming home, she says
the pig in the glass,
the lady of the age!
The gruesome, vain skin
calls out to nothing near, nothing far
they aren’t calling you, anymore, no one says
the pig of worthy intellect,
the lady of deep neglect!