This little piggy went to…..

This little piggy went to market,
this little piggy stayed home,

this little piggy had roast beef,
this little piggy had none;

and this little piggy went wee wee wee
all the way home.

So my lovely wife who is in Seattle calls me up and asks me google “This Little Piggy Went To Market” and read her the poem. I did and then she said “Thanks! I love you! bye!” Ummmm…. Ok…. I think