The only time I've seen a roasting pig
Was at my mother's 40th high school reunion.
Ennis Mustangs, altogether again.
Dry that summer's August.
We watched it brown,
Apple in mouth.
She said, it's been there over 16 hours.
Under the big tent I ate:
Potato salad, baked beans
Corn on the cob,
And drank Coca-Cola out of a can.
Helen made a speech.
I heard France in her voice.