Pigs Fly

I always said, never
When pigs fly
But some must have
Sprouted wings and
Taken to the sky.

I said it would happen
When hell freezes over
So it must be so
Very chilly where
Demons dare to dwell.

After a month of Sundays
It finally happened
That which I thought
What I swore would never occur
I'm not sure how it will play.
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