Floorward boar

Everytime I try to listen the chatter’s so inane I become rapidly inflamed

Call me and you can grab it

Collection from the establishment or handled by AnPost grannies

Pies going quicker than hawk-pursued rabbits 

Looking Silken Thomas slick and you can’t drab it

Stick from the ugly tree whose every branch you hit before landing

Making more than before, they made me bacon today

I’m boar on the floor, gore on the floor because I fell on my sword.

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