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Lines on a Hog

by James McIntyre

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Weighing one thousand pounds, and measuring seven feet nine inches in length.
Pig had to do some routine work, To make one thousand pounds of pork; Our stomach it doth not incline, To eat a hog seven feet nine.
On smaller pig we love to dine, And it we do enjoy so fine, For big fat hog we don’t repine, Let others eat enormous swine.

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