There once a farm that raise pigs. On one sty there enclosed a herd of swine. One would notice a commotion going on amongst the inhabitant of the corral.
"Within this realm, I am the law!"
One burly boar shouts with a feirce bite on a lowly hog.
When mealtime arrives, every shoat have to give way for him to eat intensely and vigorously did he attack the trough leaving the other poor porker a meager meal.
Six months have passed and the swines had grown three times their usual and the brawny one had become as strong as before.
One morning the gate of the pen opened and every boar were ordered out. The king was last to exit as was in the "order" of things.
"We have a good harvest this year!" said a farmer to his companion.
"This one is the finest. He will make a good centerpiece for the the king's feast" says the other.
