Little Pigs

«In the beginning there was wolf, and then there was pig
Wolf was the natural enemy of pig. (and this was good)
And so our story begins.»
Little pigs, little pigs, let me in!
Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin!
Then I’ll huff, and I’ll puff
And I’ll blow your house in!
I am the big bad wolf and there will be no badder
All the pigs is doing, is makin me madder
Some A1 steak sauce, and some Saucy Susan
Will make them know the reason. They’re losing their lives
Little pigs, little pigs, let me in!
Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin!
Then I’ll huff, and I’ll puff
And I’ll blow your house in!
Huffin' and a puffin, puffin and a huffin
Keeps me thinkin about Stove Top stuffing
I could wait for mumfths, and I could wait for years
I could see myself chewing on those little pigs ears