the next,
Was a stay at home pig,
Lik-ed his pipe, and to sit at his ease;
He fell fast a-sleep,
Burned his nose with his pipe,
And a-woke with a ve-ry loud sneeze.
Num-ber three was young Long-snout
Who ate up the beef.
He was both greed-y and fat;
He made him-self ill
By eat-ing too much,
And then he was sor-ry for that.
And poor lit-tle Grun-ter--
You know he had none--
A pig-gy so hun-gry and sad!
He si-lent-ly wiped
The salt tears from his eyes,
I think it was real-ly too bad.
Young Squeak-er cried, "Wee, wee, wee,"
All the way home,
A pig-gy so fret-ful was he;
He got a good whip-ping,
Was sent off to bed,
And de-served it, I think you must see.
Oh, these five lit-tle pigs,
How they've made child-ren laugh
In ages and ages now past!
And they'll be quite as fun-ny,
In years yet to come,
While small toes and small fing-ers last.
The Self-willed Pig
It happened one day,
As the other pigs tell,
In the course of their walk
They drew near to a well,
So wide and so deep,
With so smooth a wall round,
That a pig tumbling in
Was sure to be drowned.
But a perverse little brother,
Foolish as ever,
Still boasting himself
Very cunning and clever,
Now made up his mind
That, whatever befell,
He would run on before
And jump over the well.
Then away he ran fast
To one side of the well,
Climbed up on the wall,
Slipped, and headlong he fell;
And now from the bottom
His pitiful shout
Was, "Oh mother! I'm in;
Pray do help me out!"
She ran to the side
When she heard his complaint,
And she then saw him struggling,
Weakly and faint,
Yet no help could she give!
But, "My children," cried she,
"How often I've feared
A sad end his would be!"
"Oh, mother, dear mother;"
The drowning pig cried,
"I see all this comes
Of my folly and pride!"
He could not speak more,
But he sank down and died,
Whilst his mother and brothers
Wept round the well-side!
[Illustration: Pig Going To Market.]
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[Illustration: School Boy Pigs.]
Three Naughty Pigs
Three naughty pigs,
All in one pen,
Drank up the milk
Left by the men,
Then all the three
Fast as they could,
Dug their way out
To find something good.
Out in the garden
A maide
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