Once upon a time there were Three Billy Goats
Gruff who wanted to get to the sweet meadow grass. To get to the sweet
grass, they had to cross an arched bridge.
Unfortunately, there lived a
mean, old, ugly troll under this bridge.
As the littlest goat “clattered” onto
the bridge the mean old troll asked, “Who’s trip trapping
across my bridge?”
When the little goat said it was “just
me” the troll threatened to eat him up. The littlest troll told
him his older brother was much fatter, so the troll let him go, as
he wanted a bigger meal.
The second goat started over the bridge and
the troll said the same thing and guess what? This second goat told
him his older brother was even fatter.
The troll was greedy, so he
let this one go, as a bigger goat was about to come along.
Oh, he was
bigger, but so were his horns!
As the troll jumped upon the bridge
to eat him, the big horned brother gave him a giant “head –butt” and
the troll was propelled over the bridge into the river and drowned.
The End and the Three Billy Goats Gruff lived “happily ever
after.”