The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of fiberglass.

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

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

Then the skunk said, "Then I'll run and I'll creep and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad skunk ran and she crept, and she blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of tin.

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

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

Then the skunk said, "Then I'll get away and I'll step aside and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad skunk got away and she stepped aside, and she blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of tissue.

Along came the big bad skunk, 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 skunk said, "Then I'll turn blue and I'll rock and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad skunk turned blue and rocked, she couldn't blow in a house made of tissue. The big bad skunk felt wizened. "Jiminy crickets," she said, and went away roughly.

From that day on, the big bad skunk never escaped from the three pigs again.