The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of old rags.

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

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

Then the ostrich said, "Then I'll come back and I'll cough and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad ostrich came back and he coughed, and he blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of Saran Wrap.

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

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

Then the ostrich said, "Then I'll chortle and I'll cringe and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad ostrich chortled and he cringed, and he blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of snow.

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

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

Then the ostrich said, "Then I'll huff and I'll go limp and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad ostrich huffed and went limp, he couldn't blow in a house made of snow. The big bad ostrich felt suave. "Hmmm," he said, and went away sagely.

From that day on, the big bad ostrich never defeated the three pigs again.