When I sit down on my carpet I start to itch,
I kind of blamed it on my little pooch, Mitch,
But, maybe it is not my little dog,
It could be my pet pig named Mog,
Or, my gerbils Frank, Leon and Rich.
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πππMy little pet pig ran off to be free,π·π·π·
But, hunters got him as he hid in a tree,π±ππ
Not knowing his name was Sam,π½π½π½
The hunters saw him as another ham,πππ
He was served on Easter Sunday at three.πππ
Gretta had a pot bellied pig,
Dan's peanuts it decided to dig,
Because Dan's food had been taken,
Dan made the pig into bacon,
And, some sausage with a leafy sage sprig.
I went on an archaeological dig,
I thought I found a Mummy but just found a pig,
He was wrapped up in fine linen,
And the pig was a grinin'
While smoking a hand rolled big cig.