  My Uncle Jehoshaphat had a pig,— A pig of high degree; And he always wore a brown scratch wig, Most beautiful for to see. My Uncle Jehoshaphat loved this pig, And the piggywig he loved him; And they both jumped into the lake one day, To see which best could swim. My Uncle Jehoshaphat he swam up, And the piggywig he swam down; And so they both did win the prize, Which the same was a velvet gown. My Uncle Jehoshaphat wore one half, And the piggywig wore the other; And they both rode to town on the brindled calf, To carry it home to its mother. |
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