The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of bronze.

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

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

Then the manatee said, "Then I'll moan and I'll get upset and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad manatee moaned and he got upset, and he blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of kelp.

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

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

Then the manatee said, "Then I'll pause and I'll primp and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad manatee paused and he primped, and he blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of sod.

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

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

Then the manatee said, "Then I'll clear out and I'll dawdle and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad manatee cleared out and dawdled, he couldn't blow in a house made of sod. The big bad manatee felt brazen. "Now what?," he said, and went away frantically.

From that day on, the big bad manatee never sat on the three pigs again.