Treasure Island

Elena Plotkin


The Wolf at the Door


“I will build my house with sticks, ”
“I will build my house with straw, ”
“I will build my house with bricks, ”
“And I will come and huff and puff by law,
And blow your houses all into foreclosure.
Because you signed the mortgage and disclosure.”

(C) 2013 Copyright Elena Plotkin

Submitted: Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Edited: Thursday, May 15, 2014

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This is inspired by the Tale of the Three Little Pigs and the foreclosure woes that are taking place in America where thousands of families have lost their homes and have been put out onto the street.

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  • Adheez Van Der Beanthz (9/3/2013 7:28:00 AM)

    i like the comparison that you are doing here
    its melt perfectly to the story that you try to tell
    simple words but represent bigger meaning that hidden in it
    an interesting and true poem (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards (8/30/2013 12:31:00 AM)

    foreclosure/disclosure....very nice rhyme though, at the same time, very unfortunate situation. thanks for sharing. bri :) i like the tie in with 3 pigs. (Report) Reply

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