Three Evil Piggies
Once upon a time,
In a land oh so far away
Three bad little biggies
Came to spread their evil ways
One lived in a house of straw,
Or so I’ve been told
Though perhaps it was a fortress,
Fearsome to behold
I’ve heard he did impossible things
Like spinning gold from straw
Then stealing first born children
To slave within his maw
The second lived in a home of sticks
And taxed his village dry
Then grinned and chuckled and counted his gold
When he heard the people cry
He left them cold and hungry
With no money to buy a meal
Then robbed them blind yet again
With an evil, gleeful squeal
The third was worst of all
In his palace made of bricks
He was a king of villains
Who sold others wicked tricks
An apple for a queen
To curse her daughter, fair
A spindle for a fairy
For a babe with golden hair
Now for our hero,
A creature of the night
Who could not just ignore
The evil piggie’s blight
When others turned to run
And flee the porker’s wrath
This brave young wolf
Ran straight into their path
With the aid of Merlin, mighty
Who gave him lungs of steel
He confronted the first piggy
As he sat down to his meal
He told the pig it was bad,
Stealing children for his chaw
The pig just laughed and told him
“These are my kids to gnaw”
The wolf left in silence
The pig thought he had won
Until Merlin saved the children
And in the next breath it was done
With a gasp and a heave
That straw house came down
But the evil swine escaped,
Running to his brother in his town
The lupine gave chase,
Until he reached the village in the hills
Where people were being put in jail
Because they couldn’t pay the bills
This angered the wolf
You see, his mother lived there
And he knew that the tyrant
Just wasn’t fair
So without hesitation
He blew that house away
And the boars ran to their brother,
Begging for a place to stay
The last pig was worried
He knew he was coming
So he brewed up some spells
To send that wolf running
A spell of protection
To keep his walls strong
Even with his gift from Merlin
The wolf couldn’t last long
He would grow tired and quit
And hang his head in defeat
Then with shame and sorrow
That dog would retreat
The day quickly came
When the young wolf arrived,
Angered and annoyed
The first two pigs had survived
“Just make this easy.”
He urged the third pig
“You know I will beat you.
You know I will win.”
The piggy refused
To give himself up
Our wolf snarled and huffed
But it wasn’t enough
He gasped and he blew
And he gave it his all
But try as he might,
That wall wouldn’t fall
And when that wolf
Was all tired out
He turned to the pigs
And started to shout
“You’ve won evil pigs.
I’ve got nothing left to give.”
Then he turned away
And he ran and he hid
The proud piggies chortled
It seemed they had won
But the brave young wolf
Was not yet done
He waited in hiding
Til the porkers came out
Then he ambushed those swine
And gave out a sout
“Come here little pigs.
Your tyranny is done.
There is nowhere on earth
Where you can run.”
They fled to the castle
Only to find it in flames
Wolf had sent for help
And it finally came
Now the piggies were faced
with the people they had wronged,
Princesses and peasants
And cursed creatures in throng
They begged and they plead
And they sobbed in regret
But those mean little pigs
Knew their fates were set
With a squeal and a shriek
Those pigs were no more
And thereafter the kingdom
Was happy evermore
The villains were vanquished
And curses erased
And that poor little village
With joy, has been graced
And the wolf it seems,
Was given his due
For now he is wed to Miss Ridinghood
And they’re very happy too.
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