END OF
THE LITTLE PIG's RAMBLE
FROM HOME.
THE
LITTLE PIG'S TALE.
THE
LITTLE PIG'S TALE.
In a certain farm-yard, not a hundred miles off,
Some pigs were enjoying themselves at a trough;
They were having their dinner, or if 'twere too soon,
It might be their breakfast,—it scarcely was noon,
And, as pigs of fashion, their ears it might shock
To talk about dining before twelve o'clock.