Poems

I had a little pig

I had a little pig,

And I fed it in a trough.

He got so big and fat,

That his tail popped off!

So, I got me a hammer,

And I got me a nail,

And I made that pig

A wooden tail! 

Growing old!

When i grow old i hope to be
As beautiful a Grandma Lee.
Her hair is soft and fluffy white.
Her eyes are blue and candle bright.
And down her cheeks are cunning piles
Of little ripples when she smiles.