You’ve read all of the three little pigs
Who used to live in a house of twigs
The little wolf came often to see them
Some thought it was nothing but a gem
So they sat around talking all day
Pausing at times only to pray*
Was the little pig wrong in judging the wolf so soon
Would the wolf turn out to be a hidden moon
What was it about the wolf that time would only tell
The little pig wondered if it was worth a DELL
Was it as precious and rare as a shell
Or was it time that was casting a spell
The little pig knew exactly what to do
he wasn't going to sit around cooking his stew
He knew in Allah, he should trust
Who was Kind and always Just!!!
*All creation glorify Allah!
A Confused pig
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5 comments:
Is this an original poem? Very creative - though it would be strange to see a pig with a Dell!
Forget the pig, I'm confused!
Hmm, seems like a sequel of sorts to my earlier poem about Three Little Pigs. Except, I think my pigs are even more confused!
anika, yes, original.
Faraz A & Faraz A:
It's for me to know, and you to find out.
We'll leave it @ that :D
FIA you say, your pigs are more confused? Aren't there just *three* pigs to begin with - not six :)
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