The Story of August 26 As Told By The Pig


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.

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The Story of August 26 As Told By The Pig

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