And the Pig Got Up...

Dear Madame L,

Your use of Porky Pig's famous sign-off for your post about Newt reminded me of that old Peter, Paul, and Mary song about the pig and the drunk:

The drunk couldn't stay upright, so he lay down in the gutter alongside a pig. Along came a high-society lady, who pronounced, "You can judge someone who boozes by the company he chooses," and the pig got up and slowly walked away.

Thanks,

Not a Drunk, Not a Pig, And Certainly Not a Politician

Dear Not Drunk,

Thanks for that blast from the past! Madame L has looked up the song you mention, did not find it in a list of songs by Peter, Paul, and Mary, but did find these lyrics on Peter Ghiringhelli's Poetry Page: 

The Pig

It was an evening in November,

As I very well remember,

I was strolling down the street in drunken pride,

But my knees were all a-flutter,

And I landed in the gutter

And a pig came up and lay down by my side.

Yes, I lay there in the gutter
Thinking thoughts I could not utter,
When a colleen passing by did softly say
'You can tell a man who boozes
By the company he chooses' —
And the pig got up and slowly walked away. 

Madame L also found this version of the song, which she hopes you'll enjoy:

  

Thanks for making Madame L's day,

Madame L