My Pet Pig

Oink oink
He’d go sniffin’ and pissin’
When visitors came
They hoped he was missin’
That bloody pink piglet
Who went sniffin’ and pissin’
He did not Oink
Or ever go missin’
An interesting porker
Living in bliss
Always on a mission
Human legs
A target of vision
For a little pink pig
To go sniffin’ and pissin’

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“My Pet Pig”
Written and Published by Paul Buttigieg

Published:
September 7th, 2005
Category:
General
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