The Delight of a Pig

Pineapple, raspberry, strawberry jam
Honey-roasted peanuts, leg of lamb
Apricots, tator-tots, cakes from the griddle
Pork loined sausage with cheese in the middle
All of this and a whole lot more
Is eaten by Horace at a quarter-to-four

The soup that he pours overruns his bowl
But he slurps every drop and butters a roll
He wipes his mouth and stares at his meal
And kindly requests a serving of veal
I just can't see him ever becoming thinner
As he grunts with delight at the prospects for
dinner