Sheep Clothing
my grand niece
and i made a
tent for the
three
little pigs to live
in then we
became
wolves
huffing and puffing
but nothing
would
give
so we changed
the ending so
all were
happy
ever after laughing
that we turned
ourselves in
to big good
wolves
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