New Years’ Ham

I chased a pig on New Years Day

Tried to put it in my truck

But its mother had a say; my ear I had to pay

She bit it off and chewed it up!

 

It’s most disquieting I’ll admit

To view a monstrous sow

Crunch and chomp ones’ ear to bits

It spins the mind around!

 

It’s hard to tell who squealed the most

That enormous shoat or me

When I leapt to grab a nearby post

And smote her on the bean.

 

I chased her round and round the pen

Screaming terror-struck!

Praying that somehow right then

I’d have a stroke of luck.

 

My hopes came through, she dropped that ear

I scooped it from the ground

Relieved at last of my worst fears

She never gulped it down!

 

I kissed that ear, then wiped it off,

Next tried it on for fit

Strange to say, though some will scoff

It hadn’t changed a bit!

 

Oh, maybe slightly tenderized

Frayed slightly at the seams

Perhaps I’ll not win a glamour prize

Or consort with beauty Queens.

 

But the doc my ear did rearrange,

It’s back to my head attached,

No matter that some say looks strange

I’m glad to have to have it back.

 

Certain all will sure agree

Howe’er the deck be cut

‘Tis better it be here with me

Than in some great swine’s gut!

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