He Rode a Hog

When a man said he rode a hog, I thought he was talking about a motorbike.
But he actually rode a real hog and a fool was what he made himself look like.
When it came to transportation, riding that hog was what he chose.
Is he stupid or insane, nobody really knows.
He refused to drive a car or to take a taxi or a bus.
He only rode that hog and it made him look ridiculous.
His hog ate ten watermelons when he went in the neighbor's watermelon patch.
His neighbor was furious so he threw gas on the hog and then he lit a match.
Because of the hog, his family's patience was already thin and it kept getting thinner.
But that hog is no more because when the neighbor was done, it ended up being dinner.

(This is a fictional poem.)