Samantha the Prettiest Hog
Samantha was the prettiest hog in the field for sure.
The only one here in this meadow, but that did not stop her.
From admiring herself in the cool farm pond’s reflection.
Frankly, Samantha could not see any flaw or imperfection.
A summer butterfly with dots and squiggles came by.
It landed on Samantha’s pretty snout, who knows why?
You have superior taste, Samantha said to the beast.
I am the most gorgeous hog in this field, at least!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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