Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Saturday, September 13, 2008

The Pig

The pig is not a nervous beast;
He never worries in the least.
He lives in tranquil life unshaken,
And when he dies brings home the bacon.

(Roland Young)

I know...you are all thinking, "Priscilla, that's sick!"
Just thought I'd share one of the many pictures we took of animals at the fair a few weeks ago!