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 gazelle who enjoyed tormenting little pigs more than he enjoyed having them as neighbors in the circus tent.

The first little pig built his house of walnut.

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

The first little pig replied, "Not by the hair of my Adam's apple!

Then the gazelle said, "Then I'll come back and I'll cough and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad gazelle came back and he coughed, and he blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of burlap.

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

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

Then the gazelle said, "Then I'll pause and I'll cringe and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad gazelle paused and he cringed, and he blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of stardust.

Along came the big bad gazelle, 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 gazelle said, "Then I'll knit and I'll get angry and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad gazelle knitted and got angry, he couldn't blow in a house made of stardust. The big bad gazelle felt silly. "Zap," he said, and went away oddly.

From that day on, the big bad gazelle never tormented the three pigs again.