The Three Little Pigs
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Once upon a snort and a giggle, there were three pig brothers- Pip, Pop, and Puff — who wanted to move out of their mama’s cozy mud hut and build their own dream homes.
Mama Pig packed sandwiches and said,
“Be clever, my darlings! Build wisely, not lazily!”
Pip, who loved naps, said, “I’ll build my house with straw. Fast to make and soft to sleep in!”
Pop, who loved style, said, “I’ll use sticks, strong and cool!”
Puff, the thinker, said, “Bricks for me. It might take longer, but I’ll sleep soundly.”
The three waved goodbye, whistling happy tunes, each dreaming of being the smartest pig in town.
The Wolf with the Funny Sneeze.
Meanwhile, behind a bush, a not-so-bad wolf was doing deep breathing exercises.
“Healthy lungs, healthy me!” he said. “No more donuts. Just air… and maybe a piggy snack!”
He sniffed the breeze and caught the smell of Pip’s straw house.
“Smells like… bacon-flavored dreams!” he grinned.
He knocked and said,
“Little pig, little pig, let me come in!”
“Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin!” Pip squeaked.
The wolf huffed, puffed — and ACHOO!
The sneeze blew the straw house into the next field!
Pip ran, snorting and squealing, to Pop’s stick house.
The Stick House Wobble.
Pop welcomed Pip inside. “Don’t worry, my straw-sleeping brother. This house is sturdy!”
Then — knock, knock!
“Little pigs, little pigs, let me come in!” the wolf said.
“Not by the hair on our chinny chin chins!” they shouted.
The wolf inhaled deeply.
He huffed!
He puffed!
He sneezed so hard that sticks flew like confetti!
The pigs screamed, “Run for the bricks!”
They dashed to Puff’s red-brick house, tripping over their curly tails.
Bricks, Tricks, and Piggy Laughs.
The wolf stomped to the brick house, panting.
“Alright, last try! I’ll blow this one down too!”
He huffed, puffed, sneezed, and spun in circles — but the house didn’t move.
“Why won’t this one fall?” he grumbled.
Inside, the pigs giggled. “You need a tissue, not a snack!” said Puff.
The wolf, desperate, climbed the chimney. But Puff whispered, “Let’s heat some soup!”
When the wolf dropped in — SPLASH!
He popped out again, steaming and shouting,
“Too hot! I’m going vegetarian!”
The pigs rolled on the floor laughing.
From that day, the wolf switched to salad and became the forest’s first yoga teacher.
The three pigs lived safely in the brick house, sipping soup and giggling every night.
Pip said, “Straw is for naps.”
Pop said, “Sticks are for dancing.”
Puff said, “Bricks are for brothers!”
And together, they sang their favorite song:
“Huff and puff all you like, dear wolf, our house won’t fall tonight!”
The End !
