Still naked, the swine was asleep. And in his dreams, I did creep. Woke him up half dazed, He shouted, half crazed, And then didn't let out a peep. Back to First Pig Poem
Turns out the pig was a boar, Worse still, he liked to snore. When clocks turned nine, Fell asleep, our dear swine, And went on a magical tour. Next Pig Poem
A butcher turned the pig into pork. His wife was expecting a stork Low and behold She stepped in mold And the swine was stuffed with cork. Next Pig Poem
A spoon ran away with the fork. All his friends told him she's a dork. But still they got married; Across the threshold he carried Her to a meal made of pork. Next Pig Poem
Turns out the pig was delicious, Perhaps even somewhat nutritious. His belly bounced like jelly, At the deli with Kelly. A friend until hunger made her vicious. Next Pig Poem
The pig ran away to Tibet, Which filled his loved ones with regret. He got stopped at the border, Because there was a court order To seize him for an unpaid debt. Next Pig Poem