Sibling Rivalry Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

Petunia was a pretty pig
though rather small she was not big
But she could sing and she could dance
and she did both at every chance
Her Sire thought it infra dig

Although she was quite undersized
No one could fail to be surprised
To see such talents in a swine
her sense of timing was divine.
The tricky steps which she devised.

Were praised by all who saw her dance
Her audience she would entrance.
Her talents caused disharmony
arousing sibling jealousy.
So much she was denied entrance.

To the comfort of the stye.
Petunia knew the reason why.
She showed them that she did not care
for she was welcomed everywhere
to dance and sing. Ecstatically.

26/06/2009
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