The Big, Bad Wolf On the Prowl

The Big, Bad Wolf On the Prowl By Elton Camp Little pigs the wolf doesn’t hate He loves them and so he ate The first pig’s house of straw was made Just one puff and on the ground it laid The next pig’s house was made of sticks A huff and puff and the pig was in a fix When he came to the house out of bricks That much huffing and puffing he did nix He made a sly purchase of the housing loan The payments late, the place he did own With the mortgage in his hairy hand He told the pig, “You’ll taste grand!” When the eviction notice was served The pig suffered the fate that he deserved And so it goes with real estate The bank is the wolf all berate