Guinea pig poem

No pigture for this one either but my boys do this a LOT. Can't believe this is my 26th lymeric, I have got carried away haven't I! But don't worry i doubt it will be my last.

There once was some cosy fleece bedding
But once one of the pigs got their head in
They tunneled and dug
And were cosy and snug
But in pee and poop they were treading
 
This ones about a group of three sows, yet again as a mummy to two boars there is no accompanying pigture...

There once was a pig with some carrot
Her sister decided she'd have it
Some rumbling ensued
Trying to reclaim the food
While it was left for their friend to inherit

I can offer another photo for one of your brillliant poems! OK its not carrot it's Coriander but what's in a word!

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Another one without a pigture so feel free to add one that goes with it.

There once was a nice fleecy hide
But rather than going in side
The pig lay on the top
With an almighty flop
To missuse what the hoomans provide
This one sounds like it was written for Eddie. This is one of the many pigtures I have of Eddie on top of his fleece tunnels 🤣🤣IMG_20201021_071416238_BURST000_COVER.webp
 
There was a big C&C cage I made
But my piggies deserved an upgrade
The cage kept getting bigger
To spoil my pigger
But still in one corner he stayed

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Disclaimer: I know the pigture is of Gundham but I'm definitely talking about my lazy little Spud here. No matter what I do he just chooses a good spot and sticks with it but of corse as I go to take a pigture he is happily wondering round 🤷‍♀️
 
Spud is sat on my chest while I write this I think he's inspecting my creations. He's very upset I've been telling the world about his pooping habits, so undignified!

There once was a pig and his brother
Who found a pellet then another
Near their hide, round the front
Like a pig treasure hunt
And there's still plenty more to descover

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This is my 40th lymeric! I might try and keep going to 50 but I don't think this can continue forever. Again no pigture sorry...

There once was a pig fast asleep
With thick fuzzy fur like a sheep
He continued to slumber
'Till he smelt some cucumber
Then jumped up with a wiggly leap
 
Running out of pigtures (a phrase I thought I'd never say but I've got a newish phone and haven't transferred all the ones over from the last 3 years)...

There was a fluff bean with short legs
His quick moving short stubby pegs
They run fast on the lawn
And stretch out with a yawn
And climb up the cage bars when he begs
 
Running out of pigtures (a phrase I thought I'd never say but I've got a newish phone and haven't transferred all the ones over from the last 3 years)...

There was a fluff bean with short legs
His quick moving short stubby pegs
They run fast on the lawn
And stretch out with a yawn
And climb up the cage bars when he begs
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