The old Pig said to the little pigs, <br />'In the forest is truffles and mast, <br />Follow me then, all ye little pigs, <br />Follow me fast!' <br /> <br />The Charcoal-burner sat in the shade <br />With his chin oil his thumb, <br />And saw the big Pig and the little pigs <br />Chuffling come. <br /> <br />He watched 'neath a green and giant bough, <br />And the pigs in the ground <br />Made a wonderful grisling and gruzzling <br />And greedy sound. <br /> <br />And when, full-fed, they were gone, and Night <br />Walked her starry ways, <br />He stared with his cheeks in his hands <br />At his sullen blaze.<br /><br />Walter de la Mare<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-pigs-and-the-charcoal-burner/
