“Please don’t eat me!” says the little goat. “I’m little. Wait for the next goat. He’s big.” The troll listens. The troll thinks. “OK,” says the troll. And the little goat goes over the bridge.
Once upon a time, there are three goats, a little goat a and a big goat and a very big goat. They like grass. They were very hungry.They saw a river and could see green, green grass. However, seeing a bridge, they could see a troll under the bridge…