Hi! My name is Pot. I might be a pig but please don’t be afraid of me because I am actually nice. I am so nice that I feed anyone who gets hold of me until there is nothing left.
I don’t easily run out of myself to feed them with, though. There is so much of me that I can feed a whole lot more people if only they shared me with those who really need to be fed. I can feed hundreds of families, an entire town even.
But those who get hold of me first must be so hungry or maybe I am just too satisfying that they often forget about the others for whom I was meant to be fed to in the first place.
Some cars are red. Some cars are blue.
You know what? I don’t care because I only care about you.
When the sun goes down, the moon will shine.
Please don’t frown or I might cry.