For this one you must get the little pig to let your pack in.
PULP CINQUAIN V (any gender, mid teens through late life)
Please, pig.
Let us come in.
We're not hungry; just cold.
Your three cousins? That wasn't us.
Grow. Up!
Copyright 2016 by Matt Haynes. If you would like to use this piece, please credit: "Courtesy of Matt Haynes and The Pulp Stage"