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The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of satin.

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

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

Then the alligator said, "Then I'll bawl and I'll pace and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad alligator bawled and she paced, and she blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of wicker.

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

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

Then the alligator said, "Then I'll faint and I'll chant and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad alligator fainted and she chanted, and she blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of chocolate.

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

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

Then the alligator said, "Then I'll wake up and I'll calculate and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad alligator woke up and calculated, she couldn't blow in a house made of chocolate. The big bad alligator felt stubborn. "Zap," she said, and went away quickly.

From that day on, the big bad alligator never enlightened the three pigs again.