• Vol. 06
  • Chapter 10
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WHEN PIGS CAN’T FLY, THEY SWIM

– Oink-oink.
– Who’s there?
– Oink-oink, oink-oink!
– Our mates are in the air?

– Oink-oink!
– How come they fly?
– Oink-oink, oink-oink!
– What do you mean, they’re falling from the sky?

– Oink-oink, oink-oink…
– Oh, for the love of bacon, can you speak normal, please!
– Sorry, what I mean is…

Trying to avoid being slaughtered for breakfast,
Our maties have legged it and headed for exit.
But they’ve quite forgotten the barn’s on a cliff…
– OH, NO! They’re all dead!

– Dead? As if!
They twisted and tumbled and then turned around
They somersaulted, flipped and…
– Splat on the ground?

– Oh no, they’re quite safe.
They’ve ended up in the ocean.
I’m literally here to pick up sun lotion.
– …………

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WHEN PIGS CAN’T FLY, THEY SWIM

– They’re having a pool party!
And I suggest that you come
Unless you want to be that piggy
Who stayed at home…

So, covered in sun cream, with trunks on my shoulder,
I march to the beach and dive in from the boulder.
I splash in warm water, squeal at the top of my lungs,
And hope that sun won’t burn my pink little buns!

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