The Disillusioned Pig
Once upon a time,
Within the world of rhyme,
Was a little pig,
Whose bum was rather big,
He built a little house,
In attempt to clone a blouse,
Then Superwolf came in,
And saw this as a sin,
He used his magic breath,
The house experienced death,
The disillusioned pig,
Suddenly did a jig,
Endeavouring to clone again,
He danced around with lots of grain,
Superwolf was against cloning,
He used his breath which started droning,
His efforts to stop Mr Insane
Did not work, but did make rain!