Eight-line Poems

Hog in the Limelight

Hog in the Limelight

I met a man who had a pig,
he kept it in a bag.
I thought it did not look too big,
He said “Don’t look for snags;
the pig is young but it will grow,
amazed you’ll be tomorrow.”
I bought it, took it home to see
A pig that’s known as guinea.


Line count: 8
Rhymed ababccdd
For Express It In Eight, 08.10.21
Prompt: A pig in a poke.