Chorus:
The most ravaging omnivore,
Will nourish (flourish) no more,
Watch when the Pig,
Finds out what's in store,
He'll flip his wig,
And, run for the door.
Things have started shutting down,
Our clock's almost run out,
It's unlikely we'll all drown,
No... much worse... without a doubt.
Chorus
This little piggy went to market,
Take the car... and park it,
This little piggy stayed home,
We can't do this alone,
This little piggy had roast beef,
Please, give us all some relief,
This little piggy had none...
And, that's no fun,
When all's undone...
When there is none... for no one.
Just some thoughts,
For gestation,
Have and have nots,
From all generations.