There were three little pigs and their mother,
They lived in a small pigpen in a farm,
And their black beady eyes were smiling all the time,
Cute button noses twitch as they sniff the farm air.
All three waddle from corner to corner,
"What could be beyond the walls of the pen?"
How disappointing it was for the three!
For the only time they would see the world,
When they will be slaughtered like the others.
They do not know of their fate now, of course.
So now they can smile and play in their pen,
And keep waddling to the small pen's corners.
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