The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of pewter.

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

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

Then the goat said, "Then I'll whirl and I'll moan and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad goat whirled and she moaned, and she blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of bones.

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

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

Then the goat said, "Then I'll preach and I'll snort and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad goat preached and she snorted, and she blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of graham crackers.

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

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

Then the goat said, "Then I'll look puzzled and I'll hide and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad goat looked puzzled and hid, she couldn't blow in a house made of graham crackers. The big bad goat felt serious. "I'm sure," she said, and went away obediently.

From that day on, the big bad goat never outwitted the three pigs again.