Will you please leave comments on this poem about the meaning of life?

Question: Will you please leave comments on this poem about the meaning of life!?

"Hold it right there, kids!."
"Who are you!?"
"Matteo, Park Ranger!."
"We were ju-"
"QUIET!!"
"yes, sir"
"Let's see the hocks"
"Huh!?"
"THE HOCKS, NOW!!"
"We!.!.!.!.we were having a picnic!.!.!.!."
"I smell ham hocks, and ham hocks are illegal in this park unless inspected by a certified Park Ranger!. UNHAND THE HOCKS!!"
"Wha!?!.!.!.okay, okay!.!.!.here!.!.!."
"These hocks are of medium size and have been maple cured!!! You are free to go!."
"Hey!.!.!.uh, how come you don't have a Park Ranger uniform, or!.!.!.a badge or something!?"
"Today's my first day on the job!. Do you happen to know where the Ranger's office is located!?Www@QuestionHome@Com

Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:

Let's all thank the Poet for not
expanding this with !.!.!.

"got twigs, my campsite is brambles"Www@QuestionHome@Com

Sorry - all I see is a man impersonating a Park Ranger who may want a little pork - as long as it's not cured!. Maybe I haven't had enough morning coffee!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

The innocent facing false authority,
ham hocks and maple "cure" all the evils of the world!.
Deep, man, really deep!.

maWww@QuestionHome@Com

I will take a stab and say I am clueless on this one---giggles!.

Enjoyed the read! Man, I am suddenly hungry!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

Very profound!. Up to now, I thought only Shakespeare had written about ham hocks!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

Mmm!.!.!. maple-cured ham hocks, a better meaning I cannot think of!Www@QuestionHome@Com

Doesn't resemble poetry frankly!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

Deep, profound, yet simple and a bit naive!.
This poem speaks to me on so many levels!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

Reality Poetry!

Soooooo, hungry are we!?
How poetic!.
Try the bacon!.

-Www@QuestionHome@Com

The meaning of life is clearly ham hocks with a side dish of sausageWww@QuestionHome@Com

I thought the meaning of life was 42, but for some, I guess it's ham!.!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

**sheds a tear and hugs a ham hock**Www@QuestionHome@Com

LMAO! Imma go eat a ham sammich with Matteo!Www@QuestionHome@Com

Party like a Hock Star!Www@QuestionHome@Com

Lol buk!.!.!. that was the best!.!.!.!.!.!.xxWww@QuestionHome@Com

That is so funny!. Was that you Buk!?Www@QuestionHome@Com

bring on the split peasWww@QuestionHome@Com

a very good poemWww@QuestionHome@Com

aye
i raise me coffee mug matey!.!.!.!.

write onWww@QuestionHome@Com

The deity Matteo cures the longpigsWww@QuestionHome@Com

The Ranger's office is located at the back of the bakery!.!.!.where they keep the extra maple bars!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

This one demonstrates your seeing eye, that one in the middle of your forehead!. I did actually fall asleep!. That won't happen again!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

As an ad hoc remark!.

They were caught smoking the joint they went into hock for!.

Oh!
The meaning of life!
sheeesh!

There is always someone to take our silk purse & turn it into a pigs ear!.Www@QuestionHome@Com