25 December 2012
Dear Mr Pig, We notice you've built a house of straw, You didn't ask permission, You didn't say what for, You didn't ring our office, You didn't write and so- Our Big Bad Wolf will be RIGHT ROUND To huff and puff and blow.
Dear Pig and Co., We're puzzled. Some creatures never learn. You've built a house of wooden planks- The sort that's bound to burn, The sort that's full of woodworm, The sort that causes trouble- Our Big Bad Wolf will be RIGHT ROUND, To smash you place to rubble.
Pig Partners, Now you've done it. Your either rude or lazy. You've gone and built a house of bricks, To drive our planners crazy. You didn't dig foundations, You knew we'd have to ban it- Our Big Bad Wolf will be RIGHT ROUND, To blast you of the planet.
Dear Pig Brothers, Our greetings! We huffed, we puffed, we blew, We even stormed your chimney, But NOTHING bothered you- Our Big Sad Wolf will be RIGHT ROUND, To pay you our respects, And offer you a splendid job With Beanstalk Architects. - Clare Bevan
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