This Little Piggy
The little pig grew mighty big
from eating all that slop;
he did not know instinctively
when it was time to stop.
For us, it seemed this worked out well;
he put on lots of fat.
He’s best when fried up with some eggs
and pressed perfectly flat.
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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