“Ha! Do not be so jolly, you corpulent pig.
‘Tis not out of love that we’re feeding you big.
At this hour, you are a fat and beautiful sow.
But tomorrow, you’ll be our mouth’s dainty foe!
Now, now, neither be nasty nor nettled.
Don’t you dare squirm; just remain settled!
From your modest abode, I shall now depart.
For don’t you hear Mum calling, ‘Sweetheart?’
Don’t you hear her saying in her hopeful voice,
‘Got all you need for the college of your choice.’?
Oh, I’m replete with her love, don’t you agree?
She always makes sure I can study comfily.
All day long, she calls me ‘our only hope’,
And hugs me with arms that feel like rope.
From your modest abode, I shall now depart.
For don’t you hear Mum calling, ‘Sweetheart?’”
