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 beetle who enjoyed manipulating little pigs more than she enjoyed having them as neighbors in the rainforest.

The first little pig built his house of egg shells.

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

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

Then the beetle said, "Then I'll hiccup and I'll sweat and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad beetle hiccuped and she sweated, and she blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of flax.

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

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

Then the beetle said, "Then I'll pause and I'll calculate and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad beetle paused and she calculated, and she blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of cornhusks.

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

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

Then the beetle said, "Then I'll run away and I'll get sleepy and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad beetle ran away and got sleepy, she couldn't blow in a house made of cornhusks. The big bad beetle felt shifty. "Great," she said, and went away obediently.

From that day on, the big bad beetle never manipulated the three pigs again.