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With all sorts of sports, from the racehorse and hound To a show of canaries, permit me a space To describe an unusual, but excellent chase, That came off near our village a few days ago. And was well worth the seeing, as quickly I'll show. A pig (Nay, don't start, Sir!)—a grunter, I say, Who had got (as pigs oft have) a very bad way Of "rooting" (that's proper, as every child knows) The bricks from the floor of his "sty" with his nose; So offended his owner by conduct like this, That he sent for the blacksmith to shove through the gris- Tle (or cartilage rather, for that's the just phrase), A ring that should teach this vile pig better ways. The morning and Vulcan are duly arrived, And he who in similar had strived With porkers before, got the waggoner's lad To lay hold of his tail, and the notion warn't bad! 'Tis by no means essential, I fancy, to tell How the lad got upset, or the noseborer fell, 'Tis enough that it was so; the pig, a real boar, Made a put at the closed, but yet ill-fastened door, And away, like blue blazes, the varmint was seen, Going straight as a dart over Faddlemore Green.
 * Sir,—As your columns abound