3 Little Pigs and a Big Bad Wolf.
When being chased by the Big Bad Wolf,
The best form of defence, is to fucking run!
Run little piggy, run, run, run!
All the way home
And make sure it’s the one that is made of stone.
For the old straw shack, the three of you built;
Was blown away, by the Big Bad Wolf.
And the little hut, you made of wood;
Was blown away too, it served you no good.
But the old stone home, you call your castle;
Has always served you well.
The three of you, have always been safe;
You found sanctuary, from the wolf.
But he still needs to feed on pig.
A bacon roll, or a sausage butty.
He needs to eat meat and he’s coming for you;
But you’re home now piggy, so just shout to the other two.
Lower the draw bridge and let me in!
Not by the hair, on our chinny, chin, chins.
The Big Bad Wolf, is on your tail
And were not letting him in here, so we can share your fate.
So now little piggy, what are you going to do?
He’s going to be my breakfast and maybe lunch too.
(C) 2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
AaI Harvey
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