"I think I am more important than you"
suggested the hen to the very pink pig.
"Well, think on, I dont think that's true"
snorted the pig, "you're small, I'm big.

"Size does not come into the equation"
declared the hen, standing her ground.
"You are being a bit brave now you mention"
grunted the pig sniffing underground.

"She's got a flaming cheek" thought the pig
"telling me she's more important, good grief".
The pig was more than a little put out.
"Since when was she the little chief".

Her snout got apparently stuck deep in the mud
The more she pulled, the deeper it went.
The air around her became blue, not very good
So deep in fact she couldn't now possibly comment.

The hen saw her opportunity to retaliate
and finally stick the knife in as it were.
wandering over to the pig to interrogate
she thought there is trouble here to stir.

"Think you are smarter than me do you"
It's not me that's got ones nose in the mud."
"I don't sink lower than that, I'm no cuckoo,
I'm better than you, is that understood."

This made the pig fly into an instant rage
I say fly, she was about six inches under by now.
The hen giggled on the way back to the cage
leaving one fit-to-burst, mad, angry sow.

The more the pig struggled, the more she became stuck
Her mind having murderous thoughts about the hen.
Flipping through the pages of "how to stay calm" book
Counting to five, seeing red, and counting to one again.

"When I wriggle free I'll set that bird straight
sniffing inhaling a shed load of stinky wet earth.
That **** bird will await her fate.
The pig pulled for all she was worth.

She aparently catapulted hersef over the hen house
and fell flat on top of a surprised and dazed fox.
Underneath which crawled a thankful to be alive mouse
who was now staggering to hide behind a box.

So one shocked pig, one flattened fox, one lucky mouse
had faces on them to scare the average man.
The hen was dying with laughter by now
she hadn't noticed the butcher's van.

The other three did however and sort of hid a bit
peeping now and then to report what they could see
The butcher was seeing how many chickens he could fit
in a tiny space. The pig thought "I'm glad it's not me."


It is just a food chain.

I guess its me thats mourning me you are all I ever think of
If I could show you the River
That Snake Gorge river
I would carry you in my arms
Then if that didnt work I whispered to you gently
How can anyone have so many charms
We could stay there and roll in the grass
Maybe you might laugh when I make a pass
But if you cant see it, can it be measured
Suddenly I was unhappy shaking my fist at the One Above
In the trees I would hear it no need to be near it
I heard thats why I gave you both love
I was so lonely in the middle of so many ladies
Though you never sot one out
Then I saw you dance
You didnt give me a chance
Oh my Lord you had given me love
In prayers before dinner is eaten
When people tell me "take care of yourself"
They dont know I dont need health
I will never let go I will put her on a show
Can you tell me if love ever stays so sweet
You taught me to love you and our daughters when they came
  You were so much more to me than just a last name
But I never new if you were joking
And if I get to Heaven its all I want to do
Is hold you in my arms til I get taken away
I have the greatest love I any man could have had
Now its just like springtime
Like December never came
To two hearts we always knew
If I see that day
I get a little scared and say
Nobody can have it this way
Loved her
Needed her
There for her
I just never knew
She had danced hersef right into my life'
I want to be there too
All that I say can be true