The One Sick Wolf

Once upon a time 

There was one sick wolf,

He walked down a road

Even though he had a cold.

He smelled a stinky pig from a house of straw,

and then he knocked on the door and started to make a call:

"I'm sick! I'm sick!

Let me in! Let me in!"

But the pig peered in his keyhole and said:

"No! No! No!

Not by the hairs on my chinny chin chin!"

So the wolf started sneezing after telling the truth

With a huff, huff, huff, and a great achoo!

Then the pig's straw house fell down with a boom

And the wolf knew well he was gonna get accused.

The pig ran down to the second pig's house

And the wolf began to follow with a snuff and a pout.

He knocked on the door to the house made of sticks

As he promised himself that the straw house will be fixed

"I'm sick! I'm sick!

Let me in! Let me in"

And the pigs started to say:

"No! No! No!

Not by the hairs on our chinny chin chin!"

Then the wolf started to sneeze after telling the truth

With a huff, huff, huff, and a great achoo!

Then the pigs' stick house came down with a boom

And the wolf knew well he was gonna get accused.

 The pigs ran down to the last pig's house

And the wolf just followed with a snuff and a frown.

So he knocked on the door to the house made of bricks

And he made another promise that the houses will be fixed

"I'm sick! I'm sick!

Let me in! Let me in!"

And the little pigs said:

"No! No! No!

Not by the hairs on our chinny chin chin!"

And the wolf started to sneeze after telling the truth

With a huff, huff, huff and a great achoo!

But the pigs' brick house didn't crash with a boom

And the wolf stopped to rest then decided to prove

So he climbed to the chimney which was way up high

And the pigs got ready to boil him alive

Then the wolf came down with a giant clump

And the pigs boiled him down and ate him up.

The End