How very strange if pigs could fly!
The price of bacon would go sky-high.
You’d have to leap to catch a chop,
Not buy one from a butcher’s shop.
Pigs don't have wings. How can they fly?
How could big pigs get in the sky?
We human beings used our brains
And we invented aeroplanes.
Pigs would fly in piggy-jets,
With piggy-passports don't forget!
They’d sit in seats and order drinks.
How very odd, I’m sure you’ll think.
If pigs could jet off to the sun
They'd do as we and have some fun.
They'd find a beach and there they’d swim
And then rub sun cream on their skin.
For breakfast they'd eat eggs and toast.
What drink do you think pigs like most?
Yes, what a world, if pigs could fly! -
And with that thought I’ll say goodbye.
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