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the piglet bon was busy taking field dumps all day. like a true piggy she trampled down any prairie dogs who tried to come up and steal from her choice berry bushes any berry clusters. the piglet ate in the berry bushes for so many hours, so much field berry was consumed and licked up by the piglet bon, her field dumps of poop turned into a red colored sludge. As well her piss reddened; and the piglet squeezed out so many red piles of poop the valley into which she trod her piggy self started to stink.
finally the piggy ran back to her home, stopped at the store down the street and bought nine bags of salt and vinegar potato chips. the piggy gorged like a straight pig in her bedroom the rest of the night and out from her anus sprouted piles of poop loads on her floor as the night wore away. so by the time it was for bed no less than ten piles of different colored poopish piles were littering and fashioning her bedroom floor. what a disgusting pig. and what a way by day's end to turn off the light knob and call it a night for her sleep.
but friends we needn't worry for the piggy piglet was in poop heaven: with the sweet odor of poop, something that fills her nostrils, and helps her to get to sleep, and have a pig pen piggy long sleep.