The Three Little Pigs

The first little pig built his house
He built it out of straw
He started on a Monday, finished on a Wednesday
And then he shut the door
He thought it was strong but before very long
Came a rather peckish wolf
Little pig, little pig
Little pig won't you let me come in?
No no, no no
Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin
So he huffed and he puffed and he huffed and he puffed
And he blew that pig's house in

The second little pig built his house
He built it out of sticks
He started on a Tuesday, finished on a Thursday
Around about half past six
He thought it was strong but before very long
Came a rather peckish wolf
The third little pig built his house
He built it out of bricks
He started on a Wednesday, finished on a Friday
He'd heard about the old wolf's tricks
He knew it was strong but before very long
Came the same old peckish wolf
But the wolf wasn't finished yet
He was still determined to get
That last little pig for tea
So he climbed to the top of a tree
Then onto the roof, down the chimney
Right into a pot of boiling hot water
And so the pig – had the wolf for tea instead!