The Three Little Pigs - Nick Page
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three little pigs, three little pigs left home one day, pack their bags and went their way. Mother pigs said good bye bye bye while a wolf saw them go thinking my mama Ah, spy my sausages! Big and Popeye Little Pig, one Spider Man selling straw. Try dried Cross, said the sign at the store. The bales were light and he stack them high while the wolf licked his lips. Thinking, My mama, I spy with my eye sausages, bacon and park pie. Little pick tomb at a man selling would write, she said. This will look like good. The pile of wood was high as the sky, while the wolf licked his lips thinking Mom, I'm I Ah, spy with my little eye sausages, bacon, a park pie. Little pick three met a man selling bricks. They were mighty strong, much better than sticks. He built his house in the blink of an eye while the wolf licked his lips, thinking Mom, I'm my I spy with my little eye sausages, bacon and park pie. The homes were built that very same night and in with the pigs, to their delight, quite soon, the big bad wolf came by licking his lips thinking Mom, I'm a spine with my eye sausages, bacon and pop. I cried the wolf to piggy straw. Now let me in. Not by the hair. My Jenny gentian. The wolf huffed and puffed, and the house went well. The wolf licked his lips shut. Fat ham. I spy with my little eye sausages big in a park pie. Picky straw ran in fright to the house of Piggy would. Right behind was the wolf who was up to no good. Then he huffed, Any puffed and the house wants cash, and the wolf licked his lips, shouting Good ash! I spy with my little eye sausages, bacon and park. The pigs took flight to the house made of brick. They were chased by the wolf who was not quite as quick there, he huffed, and he puffed with house stayed whole. So the wolf climb the roof, Shut it. Castro I five, my cells just bacon and Popeye. The pigs heard the wolf climb higher and higher. Quick, get a pot. And like the fire, the wolf jumped right down the chimney tower, landed in the pot and cry. Oh, sweet sour! Ah, spy with my Lana sausages, bacon! Popeye the wolf jumped up and ran outside. He cried out loud, my poor backside as the wolf ran away at the speed of light The three little pigs saying with delight Us by a big bad wolf. Same bye bye bye the end.