Fabulous Permpy Pig
The fabulous permpy pig was so fabulous that her permps bothered no one.
She would let them out.. big ones that gave a "poot".
Ones that would just shoot,
Most of them smelt very brute,
Some were so good you could salute,
They got worse when she ate fruit
Heavy ones rolled down into her boot,
Little snuffles that gave a hoot,
No smell or sound she called these mute,
A train of permps that gave a toot toot,
Poor permpy pig hated it and wished she could just reboot,
She wished she could normally play the flute,
Instead of the music comming out of her boop.
Even striking the strings on a violin,
But her permps built up within,
Out they ripped clapping her skin.
So she tried signing through a microphone,
But all the animals ran and left her alone,
Her voice was screeching and out of tone.
She then tried to bang on a drum " pa phft da hoot" came from her bum,
But they were not heard,
As the drums banged and purred.
All the animals were excited to see,
Permpy pig playing happily,
No sounds comming from her bootee,
Just the music from the drums "dum de da dum tee".
The animals joined in dancing around,
Throwing their hands in the air and touching the ground.
Cheering for another beat,
And stomping their feet,
Permpy pig turned up the heat Playing her music for the whole street.
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