The Three Little Pigs

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

The first little pig built his house of canvas.

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

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

Then the eagle said, "Then I'll deal cards and I'll swallow and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad eagle dealt cards and he swallowed, and he blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of taffy.

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

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

Then the eagle said, "Then I'll vomit and I'll snarl and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad eagle vomited and he snarled, and he blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of duct tape.

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

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

Then the eagle said, "Then I'll back up and I'll sit still and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad eagle backed up and sat still, he couldn't blow in a house made of duct tape. The big bad eagle felt selfish. "Maybe," he said, and went away demurely.

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