The ‘Clean’ Pig


On one spring day that had never been,
a young pig finally decided to be clean.
So, the next day, he got up early at dawn,
Spat twice, then brushed his teeth with a piece of lawn.

Later, the pig wanted to add to his cleanliness another dose.
So, he headed to a flower bed and picked the nicest rose.
He sniffed and sniffed, and then said : « This rose smells awful to me ! »
He frowned a lot, but he couldn’t see..
Then, frowned again, and threw away the nice rose.
And, he didn’t see all the dirt stuck in his big nose.

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