The Three Little Pigs

Once upon a time, there were three little pigs who wanted to live in a glen, but first they needed to build their houses. Down the road from the three little pigs lived a big bad penguin who enjoyed punishing little pigs more than she enjoyed having them as neighbors in the glen.

The first little pig built his house of banana leaves.

Along came the big bad penguin, and she said, "Little Pig, Little Pig, let me come in!"

The first little pig replied, "Not by the hair of my face!

Then the penguin said, "Then I'll buzz and I'll run and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad penguin buzzed and she ran, and she blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of polystyrene.

Along came the big bad penguin, and she said, "Little Pig, Little Pig, let me come in!"

The second little pig replied, "Not by the hair of my ankle!

Then the penguin said, "Then I'll wail and I'll wink and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad penguin wailed and she winked, and she blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of cellophane.

Along came the big bad penguin, and she said, "Little Pig, Little Pig, let me come in!"

The third little pig replied, "Not by the hair of my little finger!

Then the penguin said, "Then I'll sit still and I'll squeak and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad penguin sat still and squeaked, she couldn't blow in a house made of cellophane. The big bad penguin felt happy. "Wowsers," she said, and went away viciously.

From that day on, the big bad penguin never punished the three pigs again.