Fairy tale with a twist

1. The Story of the Three
Little Kiwi’s
NZ

2. There was an old kiwi with three little kiwi’s and
as she had not enough to keep them, she sent
them out to seek their fortune. The first that
went off met a mate with a bundle of flax, and
said to him, "Please, mate, give me that flax
so I can build me a house." Which the mate
did, and the little kiwi built a bach with it.

3. Nek minute came along a stoat, and knocked at the door,
and said, "Little kiwi, little kiwi, let me come in."
To which the kiwi answered, "No, no, get lost!
The stoat then answered to that, "Then I'll kick, and I'll
smash, and I'll blow your bach up." So he kicked, and he
smashed, and he blew his bach up, and gobbled up the
little kiwi.

4. The second little kiwi met a mate with a bundle of sticks,
and said, "Please, mate, gimmie that pile of sticks so I
can build a bach." Which the mate did, and the pig built
his house.
Then along came the stoat, and said, "Little kiwi, little
kiwi, let me come in."
"No, no, get lost

5. "Then I'll kick, and I'll smash, and I'll blow your house
up." So he kicked and he smashed, and he kicked, and
he smashed, and at last he blew the house up, and he
gobbled up the little kiwi.
The third little kiwi met a mate with a load of bricks, and
said, "Please, mate, give me those bricks to build a
house with." So the mate gave him the bricks, and he
built his house with them.

6. So the stoat came, as he did to the other little kiwi’s, and
said, "Little kiwi, little kiwi, let me come in."
"No, no, get lost
"Then I'll kick, and I'll smash, and I'll blow your bach up."
Well, he kicked, and he smashed, and he kicked and he
smashed, and he kicked and smashed; but he could not
get the bach down. When he found that he could not,
with all his kicking and smashing, blow the house up, he
said, "Little kiwi, I know where there is a nice field of
turnips."
Let me
come in

7. "Where?" said the little kiwi.
"Oh, in Mr.Danny’s home field, and if you will be
ready tomorrow morning I will call for you, and we
will go together and get some for dinner."
whatever said the little kiwi, "I will be ready, What
time do you mean to go?"
"Oh, at six o'clock."
Well, the little kiwi got up at five, and got the
turnips before the wolf came (which he did about
six) and who said, "Little kiwi, are you ready?"
The little kiwi said, "Ready! I have been and come
back again, and got a nice potful for dinner."

8. The stoat felt very angry at this,
the stoat was very angry indeed, and
declared he would eat up the little kiwi, and
that he would get down the chimney after
him. When the little kiwi saw what he was
about, he hung on the pot full of water, and
made up a blazing fire, and, just as the
stoat was coming down, took off the cover,
and in fell the stoat; so the little kiwi put on
the cover again in an instant, boiled him up,
and ate him for dinner, and lived happily
ever after.