My Piggy
I have a piggy that belongs to me…
Actually ten, plus one you see…
One is out there everyday, working
his feet off for you and me…
This little piggy of mine, starts
his day early, well before 9, works
well after dark…
He is out there to protect, you
and me with his 10 little piglets,
you see…
Now you may think, I am bad,
calling my man a pig, in reality
I am very proud, of my piggy,
he is strong and brave you see,
always working to protect
you and me…
Works long days and has
worked long years, to protect,
serve you and me…
By Sandra L. Hoban
©2007
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