'Do look at those pigs as they lie in the straw,'
Said Dick to his father one day; 'They keep eating longer than ever I saw, Oh, what greedy gluttons are they!' 'I see they are feasting,' his father replied, 'They eat a great deal, I allow; But let us remember before we deride, 'Tis the nature, my dear, of a sow. 'But when a great boy, such as you, my dear Dick, Does nothing but eat all the day; And keeps taking nice things till he makes himself sick, What a glutton! indeed, we may say. 'When plumcake and sugar for ever he picks, And sweetmeats and comfits and figs; Pray let him get rid of his own greedy tricks, And then he may laugh at the pigs.' Pigs