Of Hogs In Cloggs

It was lockdown, i say,

me and Jill stayed inside,

though we wanted to play,

on the bicycle, ride,

but mom's doing shifts,

at the hospital, so,

she asked us to promise,

that out we won't go.

and Dad also told us,

to keep the door always closed,

he was worried, you see,

that we both get a cold.

so we sat and we watched,

some cartoons, but no fun,

after over a year,

we've seen every one.

and the toys that we had,

were played out , and gnawd,

and dad couldn't bring more,

he's stuck far abroad.

we looked out the window ,

and to our great dismay,

a clogg-wearing hog,

just walked up the driveway,

a filthy molester,

we knew him by sight,

he appeared on the news,

for four years, every night.

the hog in a tux,

you would think should excite,

but we had no illusions,

and that hair was not right.

"please let us talk"

the hog asked from afar

we were worried, you see

he'll scratch up the car.

a porquine in cloggs,

is no thing to admire,

we knew very well,

that he lives in the mire.

"oh , i ask just to play,

for you , I do, please,"

that un-kosher mammal

was down on his knees.

"we shan't let you in,

we know what you're at:

a hog in cloggs,

and a red MAGA hat!

we need none that you sell

shove off to your bog

or better yet, jail!

you snake oil demagouge!"

"oh friends, let's not fight,

on this, forever and on,

you see, i was wronged,

the election i won.

and there was much that i said,

that was misunderstood,

and there were just so many,

who know not what was good.

so, please have a laugh,

with me , let us play,

i have much amusment

to show you today."

"oh, no, no you don't!

we know what you'll ask,

and you won't get it here,

you've not even a mask!

dripping lies and grease,

if you don't turn away,

we'll call the police!

you did enough damage,

with your ignorant tripe,

our mom's stuck at work,

you did nothing but gripe!"

with our words ringing harsh,

we got the hog going

he turned 'round and egressed,

with his cloggs all c'lopping,

behind him we could see

were two noses-brown, nosies

fox one and fox two ,

who were not but his puppies.

their grave disappointment,

for not spreading hate,

was our own amusement,

as they went out the gate.

we kind of felt sorry,

so pathetic they look

but i know they'll return,

once they get off the hook.