A litter of piglets newborn,
Of Mangalitza breed we be.
Popped out of Mama early morn,
All ready for humans to see,
Here home at the Lincoln Park Zoo,
Latest addition to the Farm.
By instinct we know what to do,
Cutest little bundles of charm.
First thing was Mama's milk to slurp.
We all headed there right away.
And Mama does not have to burp.
One in awe human kid did say,
'Look at those little piglets there, '
'They're pumping Mama up with air.'
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