Ode to a Porcine Pal
O, piglet pink, a cuddly sight, With snout that snuffles, day and night. A creature sweet, a gentle friend, On whom our hearts most surely depend.
You trot and play, a happy sight, Your squeals of joy fill us with light. A loyal friend, a faithful soul, Your love for us will make us whole.
So let us praise this humble beast, Whose charms are truly second to none. A piglet's heart, pure and true, A friend like you, we'll always be grateful for you.
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