'Twas in the nineteen fifties
When a farmer bought a pig –
But he couldn't fit it in his car,
For it really was too big.
So he took it to the station
And put it on the train.
But once inside the guard’s van,
The pig ran out again.
It dashed along the corridors –
How everybody yelled!
Then piggy did his business
And, oh boy, how it smelled!
The refreshment trolley met him –
Which caused the pig distress –
Not to mention all the coffee –
Which ruined a lady’s dress.
Chaos reigned supremely –
Whatever should they do?
People started screaming,
Then someone had a clue.
“We need to move poor Piggy
Away from screaming crowds.”
“Pigs like to travel comfortably –
They’re also very proud.”
So they put the pig in First Class
Somewhere a bit refined -
And here he settled comfortably
With others of his kind
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