He went to the little pig's house, and told him how frightened he had been by a great round thing which came down the hill past him.

Then the little pig said: 'Hah, I frightened you, then. I had been to the fair and bought a butter-churn, and when I saw you, I got into it, and rolled down the hill.'

Then the wolf was very angry indeed, and declared he would eat up the little pig, and that he would get down the chimney after him.

When the little pig saw what he was about, he hung on the pot full of water, and made up a blazing fire, and, just as the wolf was coming down, took off the cover, and in fell the wolf.

So the little pig put on the cover again in an instant, boiled him up, and ate him for supper, and lived happy ever afterwards.

This is the cat,

That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house
that Jack built.

This is the dog,

That worried the cat,

That killed the rat,

That ate the malt,

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cow with the
crumpled horn,

That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,

That killed the rat,

That ate the malt,

That lay in the house

that Jack built.

This is the maiden all

forlorn,

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,

That tossed the dog,

That worried the cat,

That killed the rat,

That ate the malt,

That lay in the house that Jack built.

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the priest all

shaven and shorn,

That married the man

all tattered

torn,

and

That worried the cat,

That killed the rat,

That ate the malt,

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,

That married the man all tattered and torn,

That kissed the maiden

all forlorn,

That milked the cow with the crumpled

horn,

That tossed the dog,

That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,

That ate the malt,

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the farmer sow

ing his corn,

That kept the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,

That married the man all tattered and torn,

That kissed the maiden all forlorn,

That milked the cow with the crumpled

horn,

That tossed the dog,

That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,

That lay in the house that Jack built.