Dear Ms. Piggy,
I am truly sorry that I hurt your feelings, yet again.
You are born in the year of a pig,
I am born in the year of a tiger.
Tigers loves eating pigs.
I don't know why I keep biting you every once in a while.
Mean spiritedness is not even in my nature.
I'm toxic for you Ms. Piggy, sorry.
I know, there's no excuses,
But even if I tried to be authentic,
It still comes out wrong, in particularly with you.
It must be in my nature,
I love biting and eating pigs.
PS -
Don't even try getting even with me by seducing Lucifer.
He's a Tiger too and pig roasting is his specialty.
And before he eats you,
He'll roast you up in his gourmet oven,
Place you in a shiny platter,
Decorated with parsley and cherry tomatoes.
Then, he won't even eat you cause he's already moved on to his next dish.
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