Treasure Island

James Irwin


The Last Little Piggy


Did you ever hear the full ending of the Three Little Pigs tale?

In the end...the last little piggy had to sue the builders
when the foundation of his brick house...did fail,

and on top of that...

He built a house without planning permission,
and could have faced a fine...or even gone to Jail.

To the council the little Pig made many trips,
each time the Big Bad Wolf... watching, whilst licking his big hairy lips.

'With brick'...the little pig was told...he could build his home in any town,
but in the country side...'your brick house...under regulations, it must be knocked down.'

'That is the rules of this land,
do you Little Piggy '...they asked...'understand? '

'But all my friends that have built with Straw,
are no longer here...they are no more,

built with Sticks... they have too been beaten,
now you want me to build like that... then surely I will be next to be eaten.

Told to take it down... that very day,
little piggy was sent on his way.

He knocked down his old house...leaving a pile of bricks,
and quickly made another... out of just straw and sticks.

That night the Big Bad Wolf made a toast,
to all his council friends...who come around for a party...and to have...a Little Piggy spit roast.

Submitted: Saturday, July 13, 2013
Edited: Saturday, July 13, 2013
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