A real pig in a blanket
A snack for giants
Flaky, crunchy, soft inside
Wrapped up warm against the cold
I in you and you in me
Together we are one
I'm on the run from Satan's hordes
Hiding and seeking
Safe in everlasting arms
Sometimes I go my own way
I immediately regret it
My stubborn heart still pliable
This life is a treat
Immeasurable grace
Angels are dancing
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