“The same thing happened to the Second Little Pig in his house of sticks. When the wolf tried again at the brick house of the Third Little Pig, the rude little porker called the cops on him. The wolf, speaking from behind bars, concludes his indignant testimonial by claiming he was framed.”
“The Wolf ran over the mountain, The Wolf ran over the mountain, The Wolf ran over the mountain, To see where Fox could be. To see where Fox could be. On the other side of the mountain, They splashed around with glee!”
“The wolf came to a halt and pricked up his ears. There was no longer any sound of trampling hoofs, no snorting, no cracking of branches. Wast he buffalo hiding?”