Three bad piggies is what we be,
Causing trouble, and we do it for free.
Vandalizing much of the forest for fun,
And the best about the proof is there is none!
Our houses stand tall,
And they hold everything we've stolen above all.
No one blames the pigs,
They blame the wolf for missing twigs.
The bricks for my brother's house are needed,
To the town's builder is where he pleaded.
While they were busy squawking,
I took the bricks that he was hogging.
We flourish in many riches,
Even got brand new britches.
Mostly because we like to steal,
It is fine, so long as there is not a single squeal.
This poem has some sick and fresh rhymes. However I have no clue what role The Big Bad wolf has in a poem based off of the story "The Big Bad Worlf"
ReplyDeleteI like how the wolf is the innocent bystander and the pigs are the criminals.
ReplyDeleteI like how it's kind of reversed. but theres not that much about the wolf.
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