Miss Piggy Miss Piggy Miss Piggy

Ooohhhhh Here we are at the premier for the stars! Look at the glamour, the wraps, the gowns, the elegant cars! Kermie, can you please stay in the car a bit longer, a second or two? As the main star, I want to get all the glory that is due! It is Miss Piggy! The crowd screams as I slam the door in his face. If he got more attention than me, it would be a horrid disgrace. MISS PIGGY! MISS PIGGY! MISS PIGGY! They scream in adoration. I am so puffed up right now, it is a huge celebration. I am the star, so I flip up my heels. I walk with a trot down carpet of red. Miss Piggy! The crowd yells. I will hear this sound after I’m dead. I toss back my hair. I am a super star with amazing ease. “Miss Piggy! Miss Piggy!” Where is Kermit, if you please? This is irritating, for I had forgotten my date in the car. He is waiting patiently, humble beyond belief, this frog with no scar. I trot down the runway and throw open the door. When Kermit emerges, there is a dastardly roar. “Kermit! Kermit! Kermit! He blinks at the bulbs, shying away a bit. This is so irritating to me. Insane amount attention for this little nitwit. I am wearing the pink feathered boa and glitzy pink high heel shoes. Hearing these chants, my photograph better be in tomorrow’s news.