My Hog (Looking for the Blanket Prince)

Lyrics by Taste D. Flabb

This is in answer to Ryan Klemek’s challenge to write lyrics for his mythical pop star’s hit songs. When a song called My Hog needs to be written, as a pig owner, I feel obligated to grab the torch. I’m picturing this as a shitty, auto-tuned number. Perhaps a rap/mild industrial hybrid.

MY HOG

Written and produced by Taste D. Flabb

Chorus:

My Hog, My Hog

I’m looking for the Blanket Prince

My Hog, My Hog

I’m looking for that afternoon kip

Verse 1:

I need a nap, Jack.

And I don’t want to go it alone

If I had my druthers, I’d get underneath the covers

With the heir to the blanket throne.

Verse 2:

He’s in demand in spite of the sand

That he brings to my bed on his nose

Indelicate hooving can cause some bruising

But his cons are much lower than his pros

Chorus:

My Hog, My Hog

I’m looking for the Blanket Prince

My Hog, My Hog

I’m looking for that afternoon kip

Verse 3:

He warms up the sheets in spite of his cleats

And he’ll let you spoon him all afternoon

It’s not hard to convince the porcine prince

He don’t wait for the rising of the moon

Chorus:

My Hog, My Hog

I’m looking for the Blanket Prince

My Hog, My Hog

I’m looking for that afternoon kip

My Hog, My Hog

I’m looking for the Blanket Prince

My Hog, My Hog

I’m looking for that afternoon kip

(chorus repeats and fades out)

Here’s a link to Ryan’s story, Pop Star.

Here’s a link to one of Taste D. Flabb’s other hits as presented by Robert Gowdy.

If you would like to know more about the Blanket Prince, you can learn about his daily activities here.