Author's Note: Okay, I don't know WHY I wrote this, but I did. It's basically The Three Little Pigs in the style of Beowulf. Why did I do it? I don't know, I have already STATED that I don't know why! It's nine cantos long, and cantos is Beowulfian for chapters. Some are short, some are long, some are…whatever. Just read and review, ok? There will be another author's note at the last chapter. Ta!
The Three Little Pigs
by Eyra Dragonsworth
Canto I
Hear me! We have heard of fools and heroes before
Brave creatures that win against hard
Happenings. We have heard of Little Red Riding Hood, who
Lost her way and her grandmother's life.
The poets sing of bold Br'er Rabbit, that teaser tricked
Br'er Fox and was thrown into his home, the
Briar patch. But this bard bids to tell thee, the tale
Of three pigs. They were brothers, birthed
And weaned by the same mother,
Taught by the same father.
The first-born of the three was Istray, a large, lazy swine,
Steeped in beer from birth.
The second-born of the three was Stiggs, a sallow, skinny, pasty pig, with
Beady eyes, and a greedy manner.
The third-born was Britar, brawny, benevolent Britar, with a heart full
Of happiness, a prince among hogs.
Their mother did her best to instill good
Thoughts in the hearts of the three, but Britar was the only
Piglet that listened
And so there came a day when the
Piglets were grown, and Istray, Stiggs, and brave Britar
Set out to find their fortunes.
