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The Three Billy Goats Gruff
Once upon a time, there were three billy goats, who were to go up to the hillside to make themselves fat, and the name of all three was Gruff.
On the way up, was a bridge, over a cascading stream, they had to cross; and under the bridge, lived a great ugly troll, with eyes as big as saucers, and a nose as long as a poker.
First of all, came the youngest Billy Goat Gruff to cross the bridge.
Trip, trap, trip, trap! went the bridge.
- Who's that tripping over my bridge? roared the troll.
- Oh, it is only I, the tiniest Billy Goat Gruff. I’m going up to the hillside to make myself fat.
- I'm coming to gobble you up, said the troll.
- Oh, no! Don't take me. I'm so very small. Wait just a little bit, till the second Billy Goat Gruff comes. He's much bigger than i am.
- Well, be off with you, said the troll.
A little while after, came the second Billy Goat Gruff to cross the bridge.
Trip, trap, trip, trap, went the bridge.
- Who's that tripping over my bridge? roared the troll.
- Oh, it's the second Billy Goat Gruff, and I'm going up to the hillside to make myself fat, said the billy goat.
- Now I'm coming to gobble you up, said the troll.
- Oh, no! Don't take me. Wait a just a little bit, till the big Billy Goat Gruff comes. He's much bigger.
- Very well! Be off with you, said the troll.
But just then, up came the big Billy Goat Gruff.
Trip, trap, trip, trap! went the bridge, for the billy goat was so heavy that the bridge creaked and groaned under him.
- Who's that tramping over my bridge? roared the troll.
- It is I! The big Billy Goat Gruff.
- Now I 'm coming to gobble you up, roared the troll.
- Well, you just come along! I've got two spears, and I'll poke your eyeballs out at your ears; I've got two curling-stones, and I'll crush you to bits, body and bones.
And then, he flew at the troll, poked his eyes out with his horns, and crushed him to bits, body and bones.
Then he tossed him out into the cascade, and after that he went up to the hillside.
The three billy goats got so fat, they were scarcely able to walk home again.
And if the fat hasn't fallen off them, well, they are still fat.