The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of pipe.

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

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

Then the alligator said, "Then I'll drool and I'll leer and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad alligator drooled and she leered, and she blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of bones.

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

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

Then the alligator said, "Then I'll drool and I'll whistle and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad alligator drooled and she whistled, and she blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of graham crackers.

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

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

Then the alligator said, "Then I'll shrug and I'll suffer and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad alligator shrugged and suffered, she couldn't blow in a house made of graham crackers. The big bad alligator felt fearful. "Yeeshka," she said, and went away uneasily.

From that day on, the big bad alligator never killed the three pigs again.