The Three Little Pigs

Once upon a time, there were three little pigs who wanted to live in a countryside, but first they needed to build their houses. Down the road from the three little pigs lived a big bad fish who enjoyed spill a glass of KoolAid oning little pigs more than he enjoyed having them as neighbors in the countryside.

The first little pig built his house of silk.

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

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

Then the fish said, "Then I'll bounce and I'll twitch and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad fish bounced and he twitched, and he blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of muslin.

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

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

Then the fish said, "Then I'll get upset and I'll fall asleep and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad fish got upset and he fell asleep, and he blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of gingerbread.

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

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

Then the fish said, "Then I'll chew and I'll type and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad fish chewed and typed, he couldn't blow in a house made of gingerbread. The big bad fish felt self-assured. "Quiet," he said, and went away sternly.

From that day on, the big bad fish never spill a glass of KoolAid oned the three pigs again.