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Oink oink world!

December 31, 2008

The English poet, Norman Ault, wrote the poem “The Pig’s Tail” which my father used to recite to me as a child. Emphatically, my dad would read the first three lines of each verse and say “but…” leaving me to shout out the last line.

“The Pig’s Tail” by Norman Ault

A furry coat has the bear to wear,
the tortoise a coat of mail,
the yak has more than his share of hair,
but the pig has a curly tail.

The elephant’s tusks are sold of gold,
the slug leaves a silver trail,
the parrot is never too old to scold,
but the pig has a curly tail.

The lion can either roar or snore,
the cow gives milk in a pail,
the dog can guard a door and more,
but the pig has a curly tail.

For the rest of the beasts that prey
from the tiny mouse to the whale,
there’s much more that I could say today,
but the pig has a curly tail.

(I love you, dad… rest in peace.)


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