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Pigs Piggy Wig (thumb) and Piggy Wee (other thumb) Hungry pigs as pigs could be. For their dinner had to wait, Down behind the garden gate. (Gate made of fingers) Piggy Wig and Piggy Wee (wiggle thumbs) Climbed the barnyard gate to see. (thumbs through fingers) Peeking through the gate so high, But no dinner could they spy. Piggy Wig and Piggy Wee got down, Sad as pigs could be. But the gate soon opened wide And they scampered forth outside. (hands swing apart, thumbs run in) Piggy Wig and Piggy Wee, Piggy Wig and Piggy Wee, Greedy pigs as pigs could be. For their dinner ran pell mell. And in the trough both piggies fell.
Pig Limericks There was a young pig whose delight Was to follow the moths in their flight. He entrapped them in nets, Then admired his pets As they danced on the ceiling at night. -Anon. There once was a piglet named Bob Who spent all of his days on a log. He sat there all day While his friends went to play 'Til one day he was lost in the fog. -Allison Tremblay There was a young pig who, in bed, Nightly slumbered with eggs on his head. When the sun at its rise Made him open his eyes He enjoyed them for breakfast in bed. -Anon. There was a young pig from Racine Whose botanical interests were keen. He planted a sock In a bright window box, Where it blossomed and sprouted a bean. -Anon. There was a poor pig on the street, In the dustbin found tidbits to eat, Though his hot garbage stew, Smelled exactly like glue, He declared that its taste was a treat. -Anon. There was a sad pig with a tail Not curly, but straight as a nail. So he ate simply oodles Of pretzels and noodles, Which put a fine twist to his tail. -Arnold Lobel Nursery Rhymes Barber, barber, shave a pig; How many hairs will make a wig? "Four and twenty, that's enough." Give the poor barber a pinch of snuff. The sow came in with the saddle; The little pig rock'd the cradle; The dish jump'd up on the table, To see the pot swallow the ladle. The spit that stood behind the door, Threw the pudding-stick on the floor; Oh! said the gridiron, can't you agree? I'm the head constable, bring them to me. A long-tailed pig, or a short-tailed pig, Or a pig without a tail; A sow pig, or a boar pig, Or a pig with a curly tail. Upon my word and honour, As I was going to Bonner, I met a pig, Without a wig, Upon my word and honour. Tom, Tom, the piper's son, Stole a pig, and away he run! The pig was eat, and Tom was beat, And Tom went roaring down the street. |
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