The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of bones.

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

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

Then the donkey said, "Then I'll daydream and I'll beg and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad donkey daydreamed and she begged, and she blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of grass.

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

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

Then the donkey said, "Then I'll clatter and I'll look angry and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad donkey clattered and she looked angry, and she blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of plastic.

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

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

Then the donkey said, "Then I'll grumble and I'll watch and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad donkey grumbled and watched, she couldn't blow in a house made of plastic. The big bad donkey felt queer. "Bless your heart," she said, and went away frenetically.

From that day on, the big bad donkey never rebuffed the three pigs again.