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When he was just a little wee lad
He ate all of the canned figs
Ate all the food his family had
Pop goes the fat pig

He grew so big that he could not walk
He crawled on his abdomen
He groaned and moaned 'cause he could not talk
Pop goes the fat pig

Last week their dog was whimpering loud
And then the air smelled rancid
A paw and a tail hung from his mouth
Pop goes the fat pig

Today his dad went into the shack
To kill that thingamajig
Twelve hours passed yet he is not back
Pop goes the fat pig

His mom cried while she struggled to say
My son's no longer human
Once a boy then a fiend he became
Pop goes the fat pig



Written by QuietCreek
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