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by Norman
Rated: E · Poetry · Children's · #2241515
They all must live together
We all have little piggies.
You know the ones I mean,
the ones we hide from others,
no longer to be seen.

They once were bare and shoeless.
We waved them in the air
when we were little infants
without the slightest care.

But now that we are older
those piggies don’t come out.
When did you last expose them
and wave them all about?

Those piggies have grown bigger,
not little any more.
I guess it was that roast beef
they brought home from the store.

But still I have to wonder
about the smallest one.
What caused him to go crying?
That couldn’t have been fun.

All siblings have their problems,
of that there is no doubt.
I’d like to know his story
and if they worked it out.

They all must live together,
as everybody knows.
What kind of foot would that be
without all of those toes?

So maybe he was hurting.
You know how toes can be.
It happens when you stub one.
It’s easy as can be.

I hope that he is fine now
and all the others too,
‘Cause they must live together
all stuffed inside my shoe.

This little piggy went to market.
This little piggy stayed home.
This little piggy had roast beef.
And this little piggy had none.
And this little piggy went wee, wee, wee, wee
all the way home.

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