Little Pigs...

Little pigs,
Little pigs,
They’re behind me again,
It must be this black fur,
On my chinny chin chin,
So I huffed and I puffed,
Trying to calm myself down,
I was new in this town,
And nobody’s around,
They walked up to the car,
I held my hands out afar,
I heard a click,
And a clack,
Then everything just went black...

Little pigs...