LXI. THE PIGS

'Do look at those pigs as they lie in the straw,'
Said Dick to his father one day;
'They keep eating longer than ever I saw,
Oh, what greedy gluttons are they!

'I see they are feasting,' his father replied,
'They eat a great deal, I allow;
'But let us remember before we deride,
'Tis the nature, my dear, of a sow.

'But when a great boy, such as you, my dear Dick,
Does nothing but eat all the day;
And keeps taking nice things till he makes himself sick,
What a glutton! indeed, we may say.

'When plumcake and sugar for ever he picks,
And sweetmeats and comfits and figs;
Pray let him get rid of his own greedy tricks,
And then he may laugh at the pigs.'