The Three Little Pigs

Once upon a time, there were three little pigs who wanted to live on a mountain, but first they needed to build their houses. Down the road from the three little pigs lived a big bad dolphin who enjoyed touching little pigs more than she enjoyed having them as neighbors on the mountain.

The first little pig built his house of beeswax.

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

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

Then the dolphin said, "Then I'll snort and I'll snuffle and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad dolphin snorted and she snuffled, and she blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of stone.

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

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

Then the dolphin said, "Then I'll glower and I'll wail and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad dolphin glowered and she wailed, and she blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of cardboard.

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

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

Then the dolphin said, "Then I'll blink and I'll itch and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad dolphin blinked and itched, she couldn't blow in a house made of cardboard. The big bad dolphin felt unselfish. "Wahoo," she said, and went away excitedly.

From that day on, the big bad dolphin never touched the three pigs again.