The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of foam rubber.

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

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

Then the Pekingese said, "Then I'll hum and I'll come along and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad Pekingese hummed and he came along, and he blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of lace.

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

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

Then the Pekingese said, "Then I'll gaze and I'll creep and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad Pekingese gazed and he crept, and he blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of nylon.

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

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

Then the Pekingese said, "Then I'll blink and I'll frown and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad Pekingese blinked and frowned, he couldn't blow in a house made of nylon. The big bad Pekingese felt suave. "My land," he said, and went away deliberately.

From that day on, the big bad Pekingese never pleased the three pigs again.