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The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of linen.

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

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

Then the robot said, "Then I'll look puzzled and I'll shrivel and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad robot looked puzzled and he shriveled, and he blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of aluminum.

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

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

Then the robot said, "Then I'll sway and I'll wail and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad robot swayed and he wailed, and he blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of Spanish moss.

Along came the big bad robot, 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 robot said, "Then I'll huff and I'll grumble and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad robot huffed and grumbled, he couldn't blow in a house made of Spanish moss. The big bad robot felt pensive. "Crud," he said, and went away immediately.

From that day on, the perky pigs never saw the big bad robot again.