The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of banana leaves.

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

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

Then the tapeworm said, "Then I'll step aside and I'll crouch and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad tapeworm stepped aside and he crouched, and he blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of wicker.

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

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

Then the tapeworm said, "Then I'll burp and I'll moan and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad tapeworm burped and he moaned, and he blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of thatch.

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

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

Then the tapeworm said, "Then I'll pant and I'll run away and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad tapeworm panted and ran away, he couldn't blow in a house made of thatch. The big bad tapeworm felt modest. "Hell's bells," he said, and went away fearlessly.

From that day on, the big bad tapeworm never saw the three pigs again.