The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of fur.

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

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

Then the beagle said, "Then I'll murmur and I'll wince and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad beagle murmured and she winced, and she blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of paper clips.

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

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

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

And the big bad beagle grinned and she woke up, and she blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of platinum.

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

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

Then the beagle said, "Then I'll come back and I'll tread water and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad beagle came back and treaded water, she couldn't blow in a house made of platinum. The big bad beagle felt elderly. "Kaboom," she said, and went away busily.

From that day on, the big bad beagle never ignored the three pigs again.