This Little Piggy

[RhymeLovingWriter]

This Little Piggy
(vignette of sty time)


"grunt" went the piglet
searching for teat
mom had gone missing
who then, would meet
needs of the youngest
sty habitant?
not little doggy
-- not yonder cat
out in the barnyard
simple-spent life
feed or be fodder
seemingly strife
still, in rich sunshine,
waddled in mire
passing of minutes
easy expired
rumbling of tummy
met soon by sow
life back, contented,
look at him now
dumb, fat, and happy
stuffed as a bear
rolling in muddiness
nary a care

[Tony Grannell]

As happy as a pig in muck in this wonderful ditty. The word, jolly comes to mind. Delightful in all.

Fond regards,
Tony.

[Johntee]

The pig, all seasons done

Knows nothing of what's to come.
The kindly knife, the lasting shave

His carcasse hung while he's bled

The tripes well stuffed with oat

And blood that draining saved.
Sausage and bacon and ham

And chops, all cuts for bye,
Thatch hung, smoked,
For these, ancestral

Voices vied,

For this the boar
Wild in its forest bed,

Hog-tied, was feted and fed,

Domesticated, bedded in a sty