The Three Little Pigs

One spring day, a wolf came up to the house made of straw and said, little pig, little pig, let me come in. To which the little piggy replied, no, not by the hair of my chinny chin chin.

The wolf then went next door to the wooden house where the second piggy lived. Knocking on his door, the wolf said, little pig, little pig, let me come in. To which the second piggy said, no, not by the hair of my chinny chin chin.

The wolf then headed for the third piggy's brick house. Knocking on that door, the wolf said, little pig, little pig, let me come in. OK, said the third piggy opening the door. The wolf went in, sat down, and they discussed having the first two pigies committed, which they did.

The wolf eventually moved into the wooden house, and leased the straw house to the three bears, who lived there happily, except for one incident with a burglar. Thank you, Story Lady. Tune in again next time, boys and girls, when the Story Lady tells the warm and tender story of the fat man who got stuck in a drain pipe.