Feast of Pigs

by flammeusgladius

The Feast of Pigs

 

 

 

“All animals are equal, but some are more equal than others.”

 

 

 

George Orwell’s pigs were scheming little guys

Exploiting every other Commie beast.

With farmers they enjoyed a fat old feast

At the end of the book — and nursed sly lies

That should have come as no undue surprise.

To comprehend, you need not look due east.

The game pigs love to play has rarely ceased

Anywhere since heads first raised doubtful eyes.

Real pigs are just as smart as Orwell’s were.

But we who bid on them have learned at last

That porcine attitudes are not an upper.

Let auctioneer now serve as minster

To all in us that wouldn’t be outclassed!

We see it’s good to have a hog for supper.

 

 

 

–Tom Riley