The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of gravel.

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

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

Then the horsie said, "Then I'll scribble and I'll snuffle and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad horsie scribbled and he snuffled, and he blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of onyx.

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

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

Then the horsie said, "Then I'll pray and I'll hiccup and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad horsie prayed and he hiccuped, and he blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of metal.

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

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

Then the horsie said, "Then I'll moan and I'll cheer up and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad horsie moaned and cheered up, he couldn't blow in a house made of metal. The big bad horsie felt powerful. "In your dreams," he said, and went away steadily.

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