Where O where is that Higgledy Pig?
He is not in the house or the cellar.
He’s not on his bike; he’s right out of sight.
He is quite a tricky young fella!
Let’s call out to that pig: “O Higgledy Pig!
Please tell us now, where are you hiding?”.
For then we can play for the rest of the day
At Bosh and Jelly Colliding.
But the Pig didn’t speak (except for a “Squeak!”)
So it is time now to call out The Hound.
With her powerful hooter; her nasal computer
She’ll soon track that Piggy to ground.
At all of our whiffs, The Hound did a-sniff.
Then she trotted and stopped at the larder;
Where she ate all the cakes, all the forks and the plates
(Making this pig-hunt much harder).
For the rest of the day the dog sniffed away
Working her nose high and low.
But apart from a box and Becky’s old socks,
For her efforts, she had nothing to show.
But she kept on a-sniffing, and niffing and whiffing.
She worked her poor snout to the bone.
She snuffled at sisters until she got blisters
She snuffled the hall telephone.
Then that phone did a-ring, with an odd plinkle-ping
With woot and a dooley-dang-dork,
And that poor tired dog in pursuit of the hog
Gave a sigh and decided to talk.
“O no!” she said, with a shake of her head
“It’s that Higgledy Pig on the line!
O where can he be? I really can’t see
I wish that his secret was mine.
Where O where are you Higgledy Pig?
We have searched until we are blue.
We have looked and looked in all of your nooks.
O Higgledy- WHERE ARE YOU?”
“Never fear, never fear I am terribly near”
Said the Pig saying where he was hiding.
“I’m as near as your clothes or the end of your nose
On your back is where I have been riding!”
Given this clue we could see it was true.
We found where the Piggy was hiding.
And we played and played ‘til the end of the day
At Bosh and Jelly Colliding,
And we played and played ‘til the end of the day
At Bosh and Jelly Colliding.
For Megan Roby
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© Gavin Stewart 1996-2007
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