Josie Whitehead’s Poems

                 

                 

                 

                PIGS PREFER FIRST CLASS

                by Josie Whitehead

                    percy pig

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                '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

                 

                Copyright 2008

                 

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