Pigs

Eight Pigs

Two mother pigs lived in a pen.
Each had four babies and that made ten.
These four babies were black and white.
These four babies were black as night.
All eight babies loved to play.
And they rolled and they rolled in the mud all day.

Five Little Pigs

The first little pig squeals and squeals,
Because he is eating potato peels.
The next little pig with a curly tail
Is drinking her milk from a shiny pail.
The third little pig just likes to play
And roll and roll in the mud all day.
The fourth little pig is just a runt,
But he is the one with the loudest grunt.
The fifth little pig says, "I will share
Because I've got some food to spare."
Five little pigs are in their pens
Let's count them all over again.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
They're the cutest pigs alive!

Piggies

"It's time for my piggies to get to bed."
The nice big mother piggy said.
"Now I must count them up to see
If all my piggies came back to me.
One little piggy, two little piggies,
Three little piggies dear.
Four little piggies, five little piggies.
Yes, they are all here.
They're the dearest little piggies alive.
One, two, three, four five."

This Little Pig

This little pig went to market
This little pig stayed at home.
This little pig had roast beef.
This little pig had none.
And this little pig cried, "Wee, wee, wee!"
All the way home.