The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of adobe.

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

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

Then the zebra said, "Then I'll expectorate and I'll wake up and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad zebra expectorated and she woke up, and she blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of starch.

Along came the big bad zebra, 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 zebra said, "Then I'll grin and I'll giggle and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad zebra grinned and she giggled, and she blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of leaves and twigs.

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

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

Then the zebra said, "Then I'll chortle and I'll pucker and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad zebra chortled and puckered, she couldn't blow in a house made of leaves and twigs. The big bad zebra felt lanky. "Why not?," she said, and went away steadily.

From that day on, the big bad zebra never fooled the three pigs again.