Pig

A pig runs through a field,
Hoping they yet may yield.
But they pursue it.

The hunted and the hunter,
What plunder they seek, it does not know,
Yet he runs to and fro,
Sticky fingers seeking him as he goes.

He dives and dodges
Desperate, he squeals,
Wheeling away through the fields
Running from their greed.

With laughs of joy they chase,
Hoping to win the race.
Seeking the bounty of the pig
They all run one and all,
Big and small.

They do no seek the pig for itself,
But for what the pig possesses.
The restless pig cares for them not
Only his prize was sought.

Hands grab and reach for the pig
At last the bounty snared,
The reward sought by all
It mattered not the pig was scared.

She raised it tall with delight
So it could be seen by all in sight.
All had sought and had hoped
But she had won the five pound note.

Author's Note

I'm open to suggestion and criticism.

Reviews

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

This was so cute. Have you ever chased a greesed pig? My uncle won the prize as a boy, a silver dollar.

[deeps]

LOL, This is cute and very well written

[Alex W]

Hahaha very clever, I love it. Keep comedic material coming, there is too much depressing stuff on here lol (and that includes mine lol)