I found her in an op shop with only one arm.
She'd been thrown in with others and she wanted out,
"Can't you see, I've potential, and a really cute snout?"
She came home, had a bath and was hung out to dry,
Alas, I didn't notice the clouds in the sky.
It started to rain and Miss Piggy hung there
For all of three days, it didn't seem fair.
But at last she was dry and her dress was clean.
I fashioned a new arm from calico, cream.
Put a bow on her head and sat her in a place
Where no one would miss her very cute face.
As autumn nears end, the weather's turned cool
I made her lace gussies to wear on her stool.
She now is complete with a future ahead -
She may yet even get to sit on my bed.
So from Miss Piggy, there's a lesson to learn.
Good things can happen without being earned.
The road up ahead may have a bend
But missing an arm doesn't mean its the end.
copyright 2005
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