Broadened out, now gigantically big,
The pig held his snout to the rail.
He surveyed me, then began digging
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Awww, he's not just bacon he has a big ole heart and feelings too; and you Faye, have one of the largest hearts around, and I salute you. Wish I had been there to be kind to Mr. Boar too! (smile)
Something's, i find hard to swallow! you and the pig, in mud did wallow you scratched his belly, your heart was aching were you thinking, that's a lot of bacon :)
truly one of a kind......wonderful piece shared here, meaningful one! ! ! 10
As a kid, I had a pig sty, I remember those days. It was fun. it was not fun cleaning that thing though. when they did not get their food on time, they were mean. one time one bit my mother. this poem is good.. and different.. which is good.