The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of stardust.

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

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

Then the gazelle said, "Then I'll shake and I'll flinch and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad gazelle shook and she flinched, and she blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of construction paper.

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

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

Then the gazelle said, "Then I'll pause and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad gazelle paused and she puffed, and she blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of oil and water.

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

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

Then the gazelle said, "Then I'll cry and I'll clatter and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad gazelle cried and clattered, she couldn't blow in a house made of oil and water. The big bad gazelle felt jaunty. "Alas," she said, and went away effortlessly.

From that day on, the big bad gazelle never rebuffed the three pigs again.