Man And Pig Poem by Francis Duggan

Each evening at twilight just before sundown
He walks with his black and white boar in the park in the town
He has had the animal since he was small
In three years he has grown to be sturdy and tall
The pig is his best mate he even sleeps by his bed
Some locals say the man is not right in the head
But he doesn't care much of what others of him say
He is his own man and lives in his own way
His wife because of the pig left him and took their young son
Which proves that a man cannot please everyone
The pig faithful to him the pig with him stay
In life you win some and lose some it does seem that way
After work in the evening he takes his mate for a walk
And the boar grunts back at him when to him he does talk.