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Twelve Little Pigs



Twelve Little Pigs

Twelve Little Pigs

Once upon a time a dozen little pigs ran into Miss Trippy's garden. She saw them from her bedroom window and she tapped on the pane, crying: 'Little pigs, go out at once!'

But they took no notice of her at all.

Then she sent dog, Rover, and told him to go and chase the pigs away. He went and barked at them, but they were having such a good time, nibbling the lettuces and gobbling the peas that they took no notice of him either.

'Wuff, wuff!' he barked. 'Go out at once, little pigs!'

But they stayed among the peas and didn't even turn to look at him. Then Miss Trippy sent for her cat, and told her to go and chase the pigs away.

So Cinders the cat ran out, snarling and hissing.

'Little pigs, go out at once!' she mewed. 'Miaow! S-ss-ss!'

But the little pigs took no notice of Cinders at all. They had found some carrots and were rooting them up in delight. Poor Miss Trippy! She wondered whatever she could do.

Then she sent for Captain, the big carthorse that belonged to the farmer, and told him to gallop up to the pigs and chase them away.

So he came trotting up to the garden gate, and galloped up the path to the kitchen garden.

Cloppity-cloppity-clop, his hoofs went, and he neighed loudly. He! He would frighten away those wicked little pigs!

Twelve Little Pigs

'Pooh! It's only a horse,' grunted the pigs, and they took no notice of him at all. They were used to horses. There were five at the farm where they had come from.

The big horse neighed again, and galloped about after the pigs – but soon Miss Trippy Knocked loudly at the window, because he was doing a great deal of damage with his big hoofs.

So he cantered out of the gate, and left the little pigs still enjoying themselves among the peas and carrots.

Then a boy came by with a big stick. Miss Trippy called to him and begged him to drive away the little pigs with his stick. So in at the gate he went, shouting and halloing for all he was worth.

'Shoo, shoo, shoo!, he yelled. 'Get away, you wicked little pigs! Shoo, shoo, shoo!,

The pigs scattered here and there, but as fast as he drove one away another ran back, and it wasn't a bit of use. They took no notice of him at all!

Miss Trippy didn't know what to do! But just then a small wasp, striped in yellow and black, came buzzing by.

'Zzzzzzzzz!' it said. 'Dogs, cats, horses, boys-none of them can chase out pigs! Zzzzzz! But I can though I am only small. Let me come and steal a few of your sweet apples in the autumn, Miss Trippy, and I will chase away the pigs for you.'

'very well,' said Miss Trippy. 'But it is hardly likely that a little thing like you will be able to do what even a great horse cannot do! You think too much of yourself, wasp!'

'A little thing is sometimes better that a big thing!' buzzed the wasp, and off it went into the garden Zzzzzz!' it buzzed to the pigs. 'Go away at once Zzzzzz!'

The pigs took no notice, but went on roating up carrots. The wasp flew to one and stung it on the nose. Is squealed with pain and rushed staraight out of the gate!' Zzzzzz!' went the wasp.

'Zzzzzz!' Another little pig was stung on the nose andthen a third one on its curly tail. The garden was soon full of grunts and squeals, and one by one the little pigs rushed out of the gate.

Miss Trippy ran out into the garden and banged the gate shut. The pigs were out at last!

'What did I tell you?' buzzed the wasp, sailing round her head. 'Will you let me have an apple or tow when they are ripe?'

'Willingly!' cried Miss Trippy. 'You were quite right, wasp! A little thing is sometimes better than a big thing! Help yourself to as many apples and pears as you wish!'

It did! Not only that but it brought all its relations, too, and what a feast the had!
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