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Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Who knew 01.31.81

                A good friend sent me a note the other day, explaining that she had not understood this nursery rhyme. She pointed out to me, that when the little piggy went to market, it wasn’t to purchase something. Now I will give you a moment to think about that. If the little piggy went to market, but not to purchase something, why was he at the market?

                                                               

                As I considered what this friend had pointed out to me about piggy one, I began to understand why piggy two would stay at home. But then I noticed something that is very disturbing. If you are not an adult you should stop reading now!

                It is now evident that Piggy three was a cannibal. Consider the evidence, “This little piggy had roast beef!” When one barn yard animal, enjoys eating another barn yard animal, that is cannibalism!

                Piggy four was a vegetarian or vegan, which ever term you like to use, as he had none of the roast beef.

                Piggy five had a prostate problem as he, “Cried wee wee wee all the way home. One would think he could keep it to himself, but no, he had to announce it to everyone.

                I wonder if these piggy’s were related, or did they just live in the same barn yard? If they were related, where were their parents? Why were they allowed to be on their own? It just isn’t healthy for little piggy’s to be alone in a barn yard. Being alone in a barn yard can be dangerous, as there might be a big horse in the barn yard, and a little piggy could be stepped on. One would think the Farm Bureau would investigate all these piggy’s being alone. Who knows, if the piggy’s are left alone, there may be other animals left unsupervised.

                You see, this is where your government has again failed to protect those who live in barn yards. 

 

                Let us provide some barn yard welfare for these legal minorities.

 

Think about these piggy’s tomorrow, at breakfast!

 

Don Ford

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