Mr. Piggy and the Potato Spud
Piggy the valiant, Piggy the brave
Rescued the farmer from many a tidal wave
The farmer was warmed hearted
That Piggy was rewarded
Soon Pork Chops Piggy will go to his grave.
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If I ever rescue you
And write a limerick too
I could skip the task so dim
I needn't be grim
I've escape from the okras, woo-ho!
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Poets get to weed the okra bed
A task I solemnly dread!
I plow through the mud
Look for the potato spud
The flattery has gone to my head!
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