The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of foam rubber.

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

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

Then the musk-ox said, "Then I'll show up and I'll sneer and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad musk-ox showed up and she sneered, and she blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of sawdust.

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

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

Then the musk-ox said, "Then I'll awaken and I'll sniff and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad musk-ox awoke and she sniffed, and she blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of spandex.

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

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

Then the musk-ox said, "Then I'll lie down and I'll play Farmer in the Dell and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad musk-ox lay down and played Farmer in the Dell, she couldn't blow in a house made of spandex. The big bad musk-ox felt haughty. "Nooo," she said, and went away openly.

From that day on, the big bad musk-ox never pecked at the three pigs again.