Pig Tales by Iggy Oink – 63
Pig Tales by Iggy Oink – 63 – Iggy Oink would like to point out that human peoples are not the only dreamers. Pigs dream! I often dream of my sister Ruby (who got on a truck) – she didn’t want to go. My last memories of her are hearing her soft little snuffles as the truck pulled out of the yard. Ruby had a twisted foot at birth so she walked with an odd ungainly trot – but it didn’t stop her from playing. I wonder where she is – but I think I know.
Why you are eating us in the first place when we are such wonderful beings!
Iggy Feels
Poem #4
I could play in a puddle
In lieu of a cuddle
Or be in a fuddle
In the middle of a muddle
Or the star of a huddle
If I played football.
But I may be well be quixotic
Or maybe just terribly neurotic
Verging towards psychotic
And I own a shovel.
The End
