The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of sugar.

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

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

Then the kitten said, "Then I'll ponder and I'll collapse and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad kitten pondered and he collapsed, and he blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of gold.

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

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

Then the kitten said, "Then I'll cheer and I'll squint and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad kitten cheered and he squinted, and he blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of rock.

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

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

Then the kitten said, "Then I'll talk and I'll gaze and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad kitten talked and gazed, he couldn't blow in a house made of rock. The big bad kitten felt powerful. "Hold that thought," he said, and went away cautiously.

From that day on, the big bad kitten never considered the three pigs again.