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Who's Afraid Of The Big Bad Pigs


Once upon a time

there was a wolf who was scrawny,

next door to him 

lived three pigs were who were brawny.

The pigs helped this wolf

build his house of straw,

the payment in return was 

to be one of the wolf's paws.

 

The wolf refused 

to hand over his hand,

so the pigs decided

to hatch up a plan.

They scratched and they scratched

and that house of straw,

until all it was

was a pile of flaws.

 

The wolf grabbed some buddies

to rebuild his house,

they use the twigs

for the new penthouse. 

The pigs were upset 

the house was rebuilt,

hoping that the wolf

would be filled with guilt.

 

The pigs chewed and chewed

the whole house down,

knowing it would leave the wolf

with a permenant frown.

The wolf grabbed his friend

the old bricklayer,

rebuilding the house of bricks

while saying a prayer.

 

The pigs caught on to the fact

the house was up for a third time,

dually noting this

house was in its prime.

They scratched and they scratched

but the house would not fall,

they chewed and they chewed

but there was nothing toppling the wall.

 

The wolf seemed to have won

but not for long,

for the front door material

was not very strong.

The pigs simply knocked 

before breaking it down,

barging on in as they prepared

for a meltdown.

 

They cut off the paw

of the wolf as he screamed,

getting the payment 

that they finally dreamed. 

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