The Pig

Another silly one

THE PIG

 

I wonder if the pig's aware,
or deep inside it doesn't care,
how terribly it's name is used
and personality abused
or maybe somehow pigs have come
to find it's better playing dumb
about their placement on the totem,
standards (by whoever wrote'em)
arbitrarily assigned
the pigs at bottom and behind.

O Baby Piglet, heart so pure
lying there in wet manure...
I'll bet a dollar you're surprised
to see yourself epitomized-
symbolic of the worst of worst
whenever anyone gets cursed
with, "Pig!" and "Swine!" and also "Sow!".
(They're all the names in vogue just now
and any of the three will do
when zipping off a curse or two).

Ridicule and heaps of scorn
begin the moment pigs are born
and last until a day when it's
been ground up into bacon bits
or barbecued and lightly charred
or rendered into tubs of lard.

So Pig, despite your succulence
and high acclaim by gourmet gents,
for vengeance, all I need to do,
is simply call somebody you.