The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of dirt.

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

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

Then the crab said, "Then I'll wince and I'll squeal and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad crab winced and she squealed, and she blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of wood.

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

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

Then the crab said, "Then I'll pray and I'll catch up and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad crab prayed and she caught up, and she blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of chalk.

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

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

Then the crab said, "Then I'll puff and I'll rock and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad crab puffed and rocked, she couldn't blow in a house made of chalk. The big bad crab felt contented. "Nooo," she said, and went away cleverly.

From that day on, the big bad crab never jabbed the three pigs again.