The Piggy Bank

he broke
into the piggy bank
last night

collecting
all the pennies
he could lift

stacking them
into neat rows
counting to 10
then stumbling

his arithmetic
still fuzzy
at 5

finally
giving up
in frustration

returning them
to its rightful owner
the pig

then
with heavy eyelids

he fell asleep
oinking

dreaming
of bacon and eggs
for breakfast
minus the coins

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