John Fenn Poet Light Verse

Piggywigs

The pigs got in my garden 
They wrecked my vegetable patch 
I chased them round all morning 
But, not one, could I catch 

I tempted them with biscuits 
And a loaf of wholemeal bread 
They did not seem impressed 
They preferred my veg instead 

Covered in dirt and sweaty 
I continued with my task 
Stripped to the waist and grubby 
And wearing a muddy mask 

My neighbours thought it funny 
They were watching me with glee 
So I stopped my amusing antics 
And had a cup of tea 

A plan, I thought, a plan 
That’s what I really need 
I drove down to the shop 
To buy some fresh pig feed 

I laid a trail of pig food 
Across the garden, to the fence 
They started taking notice 
They started to see sense 

Snuffling down the trail, they went 
To the hole from whence they came 
Through the gap into the field
To their piggy wig domain


© 03-12-2008

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