Isn`t Google wonderful? I was thinking of the poem, which everyone knows, which ends, ` And the pig got up and slowly walked away.` In fact, I had forgotten most of the words, so I typed `the pig got up` and Google posted six or eight versions, including a thirties musical version. There were several different sets of words, but the one I liked best was this.
It was one night in late October
When I was far from sober
Returning with my load with manly pride.
My poor feet began to stutter, so I lay down in the gutter
And a pig came near and lay down by my side.
Then we sang `It`s all fair weather, when good fellows get together,`
Till a lady passing by was heard to say
` You can tell someone who boozes by the company he chooses`
But then the pig got up and slowly walked away...
A real classic, as I`m sure you`ll agree!
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