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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 village, but first they needed to build their houses. Down the road from the three little pigs lived a big bad worm who enjoyed calling little pigs more than he enjoyed having them as neighbors in the village.

The first little pig built his house of marbles.

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

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

Then the worm said, "Then I'll scream and I'll kneel and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad worm screamed and he knelt, and he blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of maple.

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

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

Then the worm said, "Then I'll gesticulate and I'll chortle and I'll blow your house in."

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

The third little pig built his house of rock.

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

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

Then the worm said, "Then I'll bawl and I'll calculate and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad worm bawled and calculated, he couldn't blow in a house made of rock. The big bad worm felt depraved. "My land," he said, and went away effortlessly.

From that day on, the big bad worm never called the three pigs again.