The three little pigs knocked on the door
Let us in!
Let us in!
Their wish was granted
by the orange-haired supreme leader of yesteryear.
They huffed,
they puffed,
and they blew the house down.
Overturn your decision!
Heard from the public outcry
Not by the hairs on your chinny chin chin,
they replied.
They are pigs,
after all.