Card Playing Pig

Card playing pig in a poker’s square Coaxed violin and butterflies in the air. Standing on a baseball, next to a croaking frog We wondered if he had changed everything down in the bog. For he was the caretaker and was in charge. His voice was mellow, but his temper was large. The butterflies flew off, leaving his attitude behind. He is one of a kind, the frog croaked, one of a kind.