Three Little Bops

“I wish my brother, George, was here.”

Once upon a time,

(oh by the way this one’s in rhyme)

Their tale may have ended but the pigs aren’t done,

now they play awesome music for everyone.

Everything seemed like it would be alright,

then the wolf came into the club that night.

But he doesn’t want to eat them, he shakes their hands.

and poof! just like that he’s accepted into th band.

but his music just isn’t to the crowds liking,

so the pigs throw him out as fast as lightning.

The wolf is mad and blows the place down.

(does everyone build places of straw in this town?)

The pigs play in a building made of sticks,

but the wolf comes back for more horn tricks.

He’s cast out again and he destroys the club,

and the pigs are fed up with the hubbub.

They go to a place built of bricks,

(which was built in 1776)

no wolves are allowed in this joint,

but the wolf sneaks in at a later point.

His digusises hide his body but his music still is crap,

so he pulls out a tnt trap.

He lights the thing but it blows him up and well,

now hes stuck living in hell.

But to play cool music you got to get hot,

and that was one thing the wolf was not.

So in the afterlife he plays with the pigs til there done,

we end (no “that’s all folks”) with the three little bops… plus one.

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