The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of garbage.

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

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

Then the mongoose said, "Then I'll back down and I'll meditate and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad mongoose backed down and he meditated, and he blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of tiles.

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

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

Then the mongoose said, "Then I'll look dumb and I'll bark and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad mongoose looked dumb and he barked, and he blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of limestone.

Along came the big bad mongoose, 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 mongoose said, "Then I'll stand by and I'll freeze and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad mongoose stood by and froze, he couldn't blow in a house made of limestone. The big bad mongoose felt earnest. "Not so fast," he said, and went away delicately.

From that day on, the big bad mongoose never quieted the three pigs again.