Pigs Brew Poem by Charles M Moore

I woke up one morning
and searched for a cure
from the pain in my head
from the long night before
I'd been to the pub
and as you might have guessed
I'd been served a strange brew
at the landlords request

As I searched in the cupboards
and got out some eggs
a pig came up to me
and asked how's your head
although I was startled
and thought this is strange
he asked me again
and brought in some friends

I looked out the window
and there was a sight
the pigs were arriving
by foot and by flight
I thought this is crazy
I must get a pill
and have a word with landlord
at the Pig On The Hill.