Wiggly Wobbly Piggly Poem by Larry Perry Sr

Wiggly Wobbly Piggly



Once upon a time there was a pig farm with the littlest pigs on it

All the other farms around town had really big pigs that didn't do anything but eat all day long and got bigger and bigger

But the farm with the littlest pigs they, re was always stayed too busy having fun playing in the mud to stop to eat anything

Which made them stay smaller then the other pigs around town

One day the farmer of the littl pigs noticed a little pig in the bunch of the other little pigs that he haven't never seen before

The farmer scratched his head and wondered where did this other little pig come from

The little pig did not move at all while the other little pigs tried to get him to play in the mud with them

But no such luck the little pig just would not bulge

The farmer could not understand why the little pig would not move or play with the other little pigs in the mod

All the other little pig had names to be called by except for the new little pig had no name to be called by

You see boys and girls this farm was different from the other farms around town

Because the little pigs on this Great Farm was like family they was all pets

And you know what boys and girls we love our pets don't we so we always take good care of them and treat them really special, right boys and girls

Could this be a reason why the new little pig would not move from his spot because he has no name to be called by the farmer just wondered

So the farm gave him a name the farmer named him Wiggly wobbly Piggly

The farmer called him by his new-found name Wiggly wobbly Piggly come and play with the other little pig in the mud

But still no budge from the little pig

The farmer notice something that he have never noticed before when he turned on his radio in the barn

Because the little pig's love playing in the mud to the beautiful sounds of the music playing from the radio

Guess what boys and girls

A few minutes had went by and the farmer turned around to leave out of the burn and to his surprise boys and girls the little new Pig was in his own world

The new Little Pig was dancing so the farmer called the damce the Wiggly-wobbly Piggly dance

Because as the little pig moved he was wiggling wobbling wiggly wobbly wiggling wobbly as he moved from about from his spot

All the Little Pigs watch to learn how to do the Wiggly wobbly dance

The other Little Pigs join in to do the Wiggling wobbling dsnce all over the barn room floor

Having so much fun, more fun than they had in mouths and from playing in the mod

Boys and girls everyday from there on the Little Pigs did not play in the mud anymore

They waited patiently everyday for the farmer to turn on the radio so they can do the Wiggly wobbly Piggly dance

From there on that was the only way to get the little piggies to dance or move

Boys and girls people came from all around the town to see the little pig do the Wiggly wobbly Piggly dance

Writen by

Larry Perry, Sr.

12/02/2018

Wiggly Wobbly Piggly
Sunday, May 13, 2018
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