Ah,very, very poor was she— Old Dame Pig, with her children three! Robust, beautiful little ones Were those three sons, Each wearing always, without fail, A little fanciful knot in his tail. | |
But never enough of sour or sweet Had they to eat; And so, one day, with a piteous squeak, Did the mother speak: | |
“My sons, your fortune you must seek!” And out in the world, as they were sent, The three pigs went. | |
| Trotting along, the first one saw A man who carried a bundle of straw. “Give me some straw for a house and bed,” The little pig said. Straightway, not even waiting a bit, The kind man did as he was bid; And the little pig built a house of it. |
But he was no more than settled, before A wolf came along and knocked at the door, Tap-tap, and cried, “Little pig, little pig, let me come in!” But the pig replied, “No, no, by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin!” The old wolf grumbled, and added beside, “Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in!” |  |
He was gray and big, And he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house in, And he ate up the poor little pig. | |
The very next day, All blithe and gay, | ||
The second little pig went marching away To the world to find his fortune. And when He met two men, Who bore on their shoulders bunches of furze, “My gentle sirs, Give me some furze for a house and bed!” The little pig said. They gave it him freely, every whit, And the little pig built a house of it. | ||
But he could no more than get in before
The wolf came along and knocked at the door:
“Little pig, little pig, let me come in!”
But the pig replied,
“No, no, by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin!”
Then the old wolf growled, and added beside,