The speaker begins with a small joke at their own expense: they have no idea how these pigs ended up in a poem. It's a casual, almost shrugging opening, as if the pigs wandered in uninvited. Then the focus shifts to what the speaker sees. The little pigs stand close together, whispering in each other's ears, swapping stories and secrets. The speaker gives them human habits, so they seem less like animals and more like a pair of friends huddled in a corner at a party.
The final line, "They actually do look cute," lands with a gentle surprise. The word "actually" suggests the speaker didn't expect to feel this way, and has been won over by the scene. The mood is light, warm and playful. Nothing dramatic happens, and the poem seems to say that's fine. Sometimes a small, charming sight is reason enough to write something down, even if you can't explain why it made it onto the page.