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A TALE OF THE CONCEITED PIG

Once upon a time
Pig was the fairest animal in the jungle
Its pink skin shone through the clouds
And its huge mouth dazzled many

II
Due to its beauty
Pig lived a powered life
None could speak directly to him
…lest he spat on them
None could look directly in his eyes
…unless the fellow hungered for slaps
Pig turn himself into the king
…whose laws must be obeyed at all cost
One of those laws was that
…no animal should be seen above him
…no matter where he is

III
While taking a walk in the woods
Monkey was feeding her young on a tree
Pig looked up
…saw them
And started assaulting his attendants
After that, he ordered them to fetch monkey from the tree
…to be punished
Monkey, angered to the brim
Ordered her children to defecate on pig
They happily obeyed

IV
Pig was dressed in fecal matter
…vomit and rubbish
Before his attendants could act
All the animals in the jungle were present
…watching the fair in filth
Odomankomah was also tired of pig
So commanded dust to dress pig well
Angered and shamed
Pig run off into the deepest forest
Where food was scarce
Only resurfacing at night to search for food at the rubbish dump
…until filth became his ever loving cherished spot

That ended the tale of the conceited pig
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © November 3, 2020

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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