Tuesday, July 26, 2011

I want to write a book and call it Pig

Piggy Piggy in the street
Where oh where can we meet?

Piggy Piggy in the store
Why oh why am I poor?

Piggy Piggy in my head
When oh When go to bed?

* * *

Scream at Sows, Swine and Hogs
(I rest in mud and dress in clogs)

A little piglet is so cute;
She plays me like a leather lute.

Piggy Piggy, do you fly?
Thank you, thank you, you said hi.

Piggy Piggy in Lord of the Flies?
I was him I won the prize.

* * *

Silken purse, porcine ear:
Grieving loss, losing fear.

Now you've read this screwy tale,
I'll leave behind perfect's jail.


A daft draft

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