PIG AND THE INEBRIATE



It was early last December, as near as I remember

I was walking down the street in tipsy pride

No one was I disturbing, as I lay down by the curbing

And a pig came up and lay down by my side



As I lay there in the gutter, thinking thoughts I cannot utter

A lady passing by was heard to say

"You can tell a man who boozes by the company he chooses"

And the pig got up and slowly walked away



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