With all the silly happenings lately with this blog, I thought this would be a great time to share a more serious side of myself. So without further adieu, I give you A Poem of Lo…hey! Who let that pig in here? What are you doing pig? Hey, You can’t do that. OUCH, you just did that! Wait. HELP! HELLLLLLP……

Hi. Mr. Pigworth here. Todd Pigworth. I must informed you that  Mr. Duckworth won’t be able to shared his lovely poem. He is hog tied at the moment. So in his absence, I presented to you a favorite poem of Todd. It is about me, Todd. Without further doo-doo, I give you….A Poem of Todd.

A Poem of Todd

By Todd Pigworth: “I writed it myself”

Hello there,
My name is Todd.
I admit
I’m very odd.
I fish for soup
Instead of cod.
I trim my clothes
I dress in sod.
And my sod
Is very mod.
I wear it here
Upon my bod.
I spit out peas
And eat the pod.
For hair I have
A dowsing rod.
So am I odd?
Yes, you can nod.
I know I am,
My name is Todd.