Poems to choose from (pick one):


The Three Little Pigs by Roald Dahl

The animal I really dig,

Above all others is the pig.

Pigs are noble. Pigs are clever.

Pigs are courteous. However,

Now and then, to break this rule,

One meets a pig who is a fool.

What, for example, would you say,

If strolling through the woods one day,

Right there in front of you you saw

A pig who’d built his house of STRAW?

The Wolf who saw it licked his lips,

And said, “That pig has had his chips.”

“Little pig, little pig, let me come in!”

“No, no, by the hairs on my chinny-chin-chin!”

“Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in!”

The little pig began to pray,

But Wolfie blew his house away.

He shouted, “Bacon, pork and ham!

Oh, what a lucky wolf I am!”

And though he ate the pig quite fast,

He carefully kept the tail for last.


Silly Pigs by Jackie Hosking

The little pigs were silly folk

Who nearly ended up in smoke

Their house of bricks with fire roaring,

Straight and sturdy, was rather boring.

The wolf, if he’d had any sense,

Would have blocked the chimney vents

And then the pigs, all three, god love ‘em

Would have cooked in a pizza oven.

If I were them, I’d think it best,

To build, with straw, a kind of nest.

I might, if pushed, use fallen sticks,

But never would I build with bricks.

With straw, you’d build a house with ease

And perch it high amongst the trees.

A house of straw would be sublime

Because, of course, a wolf can’t climb.