Wandering pigs, a reflection

Mar 12, 2024Sidney Johnson

This is a change of style from our usual but when you are sent you a poem, you share it!

 

Naughty piggies went out one day,
To jump and frolic amidst the hay,
But when their tummies got big and full,
They hiked back home to their muddy pool.
They chattered away on their homeward walk,
About how lucky they felt to be pork,
And a life member of boxgum grazing,
Which they thought was totally amazing. 
All knew that it is an idyllic farm,
Designed to keep the piggies calm,
Governed by compassionate folk,
Instead of some heartless, cruel bloke. 
This little animal paradise,
Provides the piggies a happy life,
Filled with good natured cackling,
Before they become yummy crackling.  
Sebastian Orellana

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