Lousy Doggeral
Celebrating National Pig Day with a bit of lousy doggerel from Pythia, the Muse and medium of the Porcine Oracle.
Considerations of humanity and hogritude, because an insufficiency of pigs is one of the great faults of all that the gods have made manifest to man.
Celebrating National Pig Day with a bit of lousy doggerel from Pythia, the Muse and medium of the Porcine Oracle.
The swineherd smells the wild pig smell of grass, and smelling it she learns the weight of time.
Someone tells you that, “The government’s been experimenting with pig-men since the ’50s!” And this sets you pondering the progeny of improbable liaisons and attests a yearning within you for some kind metamorphosis – a union in which beauty and ugliness are made one by grace.
You might ride the pig on a carnival carousel, but bounding aboard, the faux-jeweled saddle of a horse, tiger or zebra was probably your intended mount.
We are reluctantly dragged ever forward by a life that roots like the snout leading some powerful hog. Wishing all a Happy New Year and a snout full of joy and wonder for 2015.