Animal Pig Poems

We are the pigs, mighty mighty pigs, not a stunt.
The Iron pigs, we play baseball daily, grunt grunt.
We play in Coca Cola Park, long after...

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Let’s keep those pig feet under the water today, Ladies.
This suggestion was made by a young boar named Gradies.
The old sows agreed to keep their...

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Soft fur, gentle squeak
Curled up in a cozy ball
Guinea pig happiness

Tiny paws, bright eyes
Nibbling on fresh veggies
Playful little friend

Snuggle close, content
Warm fuzz against my chest
Guinea...

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He was all fancy phat and pinky pink
Dancing a jig with a kick and a clink
Kicking off mud in a priggish way
A pig who liked...

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Pig, with a fine nose.
Truffle, with a rustic smell.
Forests, where they meet.
The pig, to hear his sweet praise.
Mushroom, now served on a plate....

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When the wolf applied nicely
If he could come in,
The pigs replied thricely he shouldn't.
Then they scratched at the hairs
On their chinny chin chins,
And tightly bolted...

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Leaking through the worn, gray boards, like a trickle from a dream. Where gentle thoughts raised prayers through the loft, tiers spilled out tears, remembering...

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Betsy, the sweet girl, was such a beauty
Never slack on milk, she did her duty
Pouring out her supply, like a fountain
Feeding on the rye across...

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sweet tooth pig Charley Barley had cupcakes on her head.
tied into an oversized crystal goblet, full of sugarplums all red.
there were lollypops and m and...

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Porker flies on the most amazing steampunk pig.
Little things happen, and no one makes them big.
Gears and bells are hanging off his snout and hoofs.
He...

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Now, I eat sold bacon a lot
Like the people who'd leave it not,
On Sundays watching the sharp knives
Bent on ending the pigs' poor lives...

Now, I...

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Mom drives us to our Auntie’s farm
so we can run and play.
She thinks it will be no harm
for us to spend the day.  

Muriel...

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Cowboy pig’s hooves are full of lovely red roses.
He is giving them to his gal pal, hoping to touch noses.
The violets part in the barnyard,...

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To predict the weather do we need a meteorologist?
Not here, although this method by some is dismissed
Maybe not so scientific but time tested and long...

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I had this terrible knife
in a terrible dream, then awoke
and saw it hovering above me
in my own hand
waiting to do further damage to
these hacked pieces
of...

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