Those Darn Hogs

Those Darn Hogs

 

Every dusk you can hear their squeal

As they fuss back and forth

Their location they reveal

As they prepare to go forth

 

They often uproot an open pasture

And do much damage quick

They are as fast as a tractor

In the soil so soft and rich

 

The hogs populate every place

And reproduce way too fast

There are found night and day

In any habitat

 

There is an open season on them

To reduce the damage they make

Some hunt with nasty dogs

Others trap them and are paid

 

The hogs success is a fact of life

With their range expanded wide

Where they go now no one knows

But no more can they hide

 

It is no rare sight anymore

To see a litter of them

Some applaud their success

With others most chagrinned