Piggly Wiggly

  • Piggly Wiggly
    • Piggly Wiggly a wallowing in the mud.
      • Roll around, roll around.
    • Piggly Wiggly a wallowing we will go.
      • Stomp a foot here. Stomp a foot there.
    • Piggly Wiggly just a wallowing all day long.
      • Bury my nose ever so deep.
    • Piggly Wiggly wallowing in the mud.
      • Toss my head way up in the air.
    • Piggly Wiggly a wallowing we will go.
      • Throw the mud here. Throw the mud there.
    • Piggly Wiggly a wallowing all day long.
      • Take a nap now. Take a nap later.
    • Piggly Wiggly a wallowing in the mud.
      • Eat a little, just a bite.  Chomp!  Chomp!
    • Piggly Wiggly a wallowing we will go.
      • Tastes so good.  Let’s do it again.
    • Piggly Wiggly just  a wallowing all day long.

 

  •  
    • Piggly Wiggly  a wallowing in the mud.
      • Do you recognize me?  I see you?
    • Piggly Wiggly a wallowing we will go.
      • Ah-h the despair. Oh-h the disappointment.
    • Piggly Wiggly a wallowing all day long.
      • Savor the feeling.  Savor the mood.
    • Piggly Wiggly a wallowing we will go.
      • Day in, day out, Year in, year out.
    • Piggly Wiggly just a wallowing all day long.
      • The sun is coming to dry the mud.
    • Piggly Wiggly a wallowing in the mud.
      • Dig deeper, quickly deeper.
    • Piggly Wiggly a wallowing we will go.
      • Searching, searching for more mud.
    • Piggly Wiggly just a wallowing  all day long.
      • How alike we are.
    • Piggly Wiggly a wallowing in the mud.
      • A pig and me.
    • Piggly Wiggly a wallowing we will go.
      • He in mud, and I in darkness.
    • Piggly Wiggly just a wallowing all day long.

Originally written:  January 24, 1996

  • This ditty started out to be a frolic and  a bit of humor..  Then, for some reason it turned introspective.  I do not know why it turned inward.  The words just flowed from my mind onto the page.  It was as if the poem was already written before I put it onto the page of my journal.  This has happened a number of times to me.  It is always a  surprise and a sense of awe when it is finished. 
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