The Singing Scoutmaster: Three Little Pigs, The

Once upon a time, in a land not far away,
Lived three little pigs, who went out to play.
Each built a house of their own design,
But little did they know, trouble would soon be mine.

The first little pig built his house of straw,
Quick and easy, with hardly a flaw.
But when the wolf came huffing and puffing by,
The straw house fell, and the pig had to fly.

The second little pig built his house of sticks,
A bit stronger, or so he thought, with a few quick tricks.
But the wolf's mighty breath blew the sticks away,
And the pig fled in fear, with no time to stay.

The third little pig was clever and wise,
He built his house of bricks to reach the skies.
When the wolf came calling, he couldn't blow it down,
And the little pig smiled, wearing a triumphant crown.

So here's to the three little pigs, who faced the wolf's attack,
They learned the value of hard work and never looked back.
For though their houses may have been different in kind,
They found safety and comfort in the one they left behind.