The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of starch.

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

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

Then the antelope said, "Then I'll whirl and I'll drool and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad antelope whirled and he drooled, and he blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of flax.

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

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

Then the antelope said, "Then I'll peep and I'll swallow and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad antelope peeped and he swallowed, and he blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of metal.

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

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

Then the antelope said, "Then I'll back up and I'll apologize and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad antelope backed up and apologized, he couldn't blow in a house made of metal. The big bad antelope felt fashionable. "Okay," he said, and went away greedily.

From that day on, the big bad antelope never disparaged the three pigs again.