American Guinea hogs do
Like to explore in the dirt at
The Lincoln Park Farm in the Zoo,
Into digging their habitat.
Raspberry and her litter of
Piglets excited sniff about,
All engaged in labors of love,
Connecting the dirt to the snout.
What buried treasure might there be
Hidden beneath the dirt to find?
Hog wild, searches the family,
Determined body, soul and mind.
Pigs be ever on the alert
For the chance of hitting pay dirt.
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