The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of cast iron.

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

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

Then the raven said, "Then I'll snort and I'll raise an eyebrow and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad raven snorted and she raised an eyebrow, and she blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of reeds.

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

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

Then the raven said, "Then I'll primp and I'll die and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad raven primped and she died, and she blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of copper.

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

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

Then the raven said, "Then I'll peep and I'll get along and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad raven peeped and got along, she couldn't blow in a house made of copper. The big bad raven felt absent-minded. "No no no," she said, and went away busily.

From that day on, the big bad raven never misled the three pigs again.