Then I suggest a note to that effect at the top of the poem, along with a recommendation as to the best alcoholic drink. Perhaps we will attend different venues. You may visit "The Lamé Duck".

Most of what has been said here will have no effect on the labeling of anything except Eratosphere threads, so I fear that a lot of what we read and write here is what social care-givers call "ventilating" and on-line display behavior. I am guilty. If putative divinity didn't see fit to correct either the student or Hugly, who am I to get involved?

My own words earlier were a discreet allusion to the kiting airborne peccaries of Lewis Carroll :

"Thinking again?" the Duchess asked, with another dig of her sharp little chin.
"I've a right to think," said Alice sharply, for she was beginning to feel a little worried.
"Just about as much right," said the Duchess, "as pigs have to fly...." — Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, Chapter 9.

There are other examples of capable pigs.
"Koga se pokači svinja s z´´lti čehli na krusa! (when the pig in yellow slippers climbs the pear tree)" -- Bulgarian proverb.

By the way, the ham actor Gregory Peccary played Bolognius in the Royal Bacon Company's "Hamlet", as well as important roles in the Hollywood back-lot blockbusters "The Big Sty" and "So Pig".

Allen,
Re Peg-Leg Pig: That was my favorite joke for 30+ years before I ever ran into that poem. Imagine my surprise and delight! The joke may have come through my father-in-law from his father, who taught animal husbandry at Madison, and bore a scar for his pains, like Odysseus. In prose, the punchline goes, "Pig like that, you gonna eat it all at once?" So yes, it is funny to many.

Different farmers husband different charmers.
Did you ever see John Hamm in the advertising world melodrama-series "Mudmen"? It's in its last season on cable TV now.

The wind bloweth on the just and those in the other general direction.

Indeed, Allen. I missed that particular wallow in favor of that old classic, "Sounder," remade by Will Farrow. Do you smoke it? The gilt be on your barrow if you can't tell a hog from a handsow in a pig's eye.

Seasoned it (divers kinds, including smoked), tinned it, canned it, labeled it, sold it, shipped it. Unfortunately, the plant fell into the hands of alien corn.

Give it up, Allen. You've hijacked another thread - about three times over on this one - and you've played your usual games. Let it sink.

PS, My own POV? Trigger warnings? HELL, YES !!



Not a problem. I applaud your patience.