The swine is a clean creature

I don’t care what you’ve heard

it’s not half as filthy as surfing bird

and I should know, yes, know I sherd.

I’ve been a pig, and it’s ignominious

the way they treat us

so I’m glad

that I’ve gotten over that!

Everybody loves bacon, sure,

but that was me, for a while.

I don’t give a damn what you believe:
That was me. On fire. In a pan!

I’ve had some pork

in Brooklyn New York

but never again. Since I’ve been a pig,

I couldn’t eat one, too.

You don’t get what it’s like

to anthropomorphize yourself

with the different characteristics of the different animals.

You don’t understand

what it is

to be me

or a cat.

Or a dog.

Or a zebra-emu hybrid.

Or a pig!

Oink.