by Ronald W. Hull
Sunday, November 21, 2010
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And I thought Piggly was dead…
So, pig out…. and you know who you are…
Piggly Wiggly came out to play.
But Piggly Wiggly was too phat,
got picked on and that was that.
Razorback Boar was Wiggly's Dad.
Didn't put up with the porker's abuse,
got so randy, he attacked a moose.
Piggly Wiggly wanted a stuffed goose,
a goose was dandy but it was no use,
because all they had was turkey juice.
Razorback put a stop to that.
Banned the goose with juicy jerky.
“No turkey gonna give him malarkey.”
"I ain't no turkey." Wiggly confided.
But it was decided, Razor abided,
"It's to the cookhouse for you."
Razorback lost his only phat son,
but Wiggly's bacon was yum.
And the gander cooked his goose.
Until he got loose…
Copyright 2010 © Ronald W. Hull
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|Reviewed by Patrick Granfors
|Talk about loosey goosey. Patrick|
|Reviewed by richard cederberg
|You crack me up. You musta had fun with this one. I know I did reading it. Have a yummy Thanksgiving RWH. r|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|I think it's great therapy to be down right silly at times, Ron; you have read my limericks so you know where I am "coming from." Thanks for the smiles. Love and peace,
|Reviewed by jude forese
|did you just watch Alice in Wonderland? ;)|
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|There are times when you ARE a nut case, Ron...this poem is one of those times...e|
|Reviewed by Jon Willey
|Careful not to pig out on all that randy. High T can get you into hot tea if you're not selective. Then you might lose your phat! And no Piggly Wiggly can get you out of that much fatback even with a razorback key. Love the humor in this one Ron. You did not even have to resort to any sty remarks! I bid you love and peace my dear friend. Jon Michael|