The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of moss.

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

The first little pig replied, "Not by the hair of my Adam's apple!

Then the ghost said, "Then I'll crouch and I'll snicker and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad ghost crouched and she snickered, and she blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of sod.

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

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

Then the ghost said, "Then I'll chatter and I'll deal cards and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad ghost chattered and she dealt cards, and she blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of tempered glass.

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

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

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

But no matter how much the big bad ghost sat still and rocked, she couldn't blow in a house made of tempered glass. The big bad ghost felt serious. "Yo ho ho," she said, and went away suspiciously.

From that day on, the big bad ghost never frustrated the three pigs again.