The Three Little Pigs story(三只小猪).docx

The Three Little Pigs The animal I really dig Above all others is the pig. Pigs are noble. Pigs are clever, Pigs are courteous. However, Now and then, to break this rule, One meets a pig who is a fool. What, for example, would you say If strolling through the woods one day, Right there in front of you you saw A pig who’d built his house OF STRAW? The Wolf who saw it licked his lips, And said, ‘That pig has had his chips.’ ‘Little pig, little pig, let me come in!’ ‘No, no, by the hairs on my chinny-chin-chin!’ ‘Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in!’ The little pig began to pray, But Wolfie blew his house away. He shouted, ‘Bacon, pork and ham! Oh what a lucky Wolf I am!’ And though he ate the pig quite fast, He carefully kept the tail till last. Wolf wandered on, a trifle bloated. Surprise, surprise, for soon he noted Another little house for pigs, And this one had been built of TWIGS! ‘Little pig, little pig, let me come in!’ ‘No, no, by the hairs on my chinny-chin-chin!’ ‘Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in!’ Then Wolf said ‘Okay, here we go!’ He then began to blow and blow. The little pig began to squeal. He cried, ‘Oh Wolf, you’d had one meal! Why can’t we talk and make a deal?’ The Wolf replied, ‘Not on your nelly!’ And soon the pig was in his belly. ‘Two juicy little pigs!’ Wolf cried, ‘But still I am not satisfied! I know full well my tummy’s bulging, But oh, how I adore indulging.’ So creeping quietly as a mouse, The Wolf approached another house, A house which also had inside A little piggy trying to hide, But this one, Piggy Number Three, Was bright and brainy as could be. No straw for him, no twigs or sticks. This pig had built his house of BRICKS. ‘You’ll not get me! the Piggy cried. ‘I’ll blow you down!’ the Wolf replied. ‘You’ll need,’ Pig said, ‘a lot of puff, And I don’t think you’ve got enough.’ Wolf huffed and puffed and blew and blew. The house stayed up as good as new. ‘If I can’t blow it down,’ Wolf said,