Time flew by.
There was no reason why the three boars should look back.
Going home?
Their normal life was gone, taken from them.
She had done it without regret or delay.
If the news spread was true ma Swine was dead.
After a not too long sickness, she ended up in bed.
Finally, and the best of all was she had died alone.
There was no longer any reason to cry or grieve.
All they felt was relief.
It had been her life her choice.
She had kicked them out back then,
without any remorse.
They'd agreed never to set a paw inside her miserable hut again.
Senior, the eldest of the three was satisfied felt happy.
He loved the freedom, his booze, to celebrate
from early in the morning till late.
He didn't care about the swine flu or cessation.
"I'm immune 'cause I drink, alcohol is pure
It can only infect you," he notified the other two, "you should take some shots too, it's the best cure
Against fighting worries, emotions, common sense you'll see.
All that unnecessary thinking. It even fights anxiety."
Together they celebrated the weather and above all the joy of a mud bath.
"It's good to live free, I love the country."
Fatso agreed although, he still missed the luxury of well-prepared food.
The wolf's spouse never baked bread or cake,
both loathed rolling through mud and avoided the lake.
And why did they always go out at night howling at the moon
without fearing an experimenter would show up as soon
As they started because they coerced the neighbourhood?
He liked them but their behaviour didn't feel good
should he report both to the government?
"It's only reasonable they stick to the law
like we all. What if they infect you with that crying-out-vibrant disease," said the sow. "Less black wolves and black sheep isn't the end."
Could it skim his brain, was he too naive, too kind?
He better start practising a blank mind.
Sharing the same muddy hole with these swine woke him up.
No way he could stay
close, enjoying the dirt with these pigs.
In his head, he played the song "You say I ain't good enough for you, 'cause I don't behave the way you want me to. I should change my norms, values and attitude, obey otherwise I'm a bad dog, no good, no good..."
The sow suddenly hummed along with the song in his mate's head and said "You have the right spirit, brother I knew it. No need to stay, safety is only a call away. Take your responsibility if not for you then for us, since we are your true family.
"Take some firewater to keep the spirits brother," Senior said with a smile. "A few shots won't harm you. Do what I do and don't forget to join me the Admiral, after all, we're in this together. Black wolves' lives don't matter. All you need is being a swine and we swines should stick together."
