The Three Billy Goats Gruff, Dyslexic-Friendly Font (Level D)

The Three Billy Goats Gruff

        Once upon a time there were three billy goats. The name of all three was “Gruff”. They were going up to the hillside to eat and get fat.

        On the way was a bridge over a waterfall. Under the bridge lived a great ugly troll. It had eyes as big as plates, and a nose as long as a poker.

        First 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 eat and get fat,” said the billy goat, with such a small voice.

        “Now, I’m coming to gobble you up,” said the troll.

        “Oh, no! pray don’t take me. I’m too little, that I am,” said the billy goat. “Wait a bit till the next Billy Goat Gruff comes. He’s much bigger.”

        “Well, be off with you,” said the troll.

        A little while after came the next Billy Goat Gruff to cross the bridge.

        Trip, trap, trip, trap, trip, trap, went the bridge.

        “Who’s that tripping over my bridge?” roared the troll.

        “Oh, it’s the middle Billy Goat Gruff, and I’m going up to the hillside to make myself fat,” said the billy goat, who hadn’t such a small voice.

        “Now I’m coming to gobble you up,” said the troll.

        “Oh, no! Don’t take me. Wait a little 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, trip, trap! went the bridge, for the billy goat was so big that the bridge creaked and groaned under him.

        “Who’s that tramping over my bridge?” roared the troll.

        “It’s I! The big Billy Goat Gruff,” said the billy goat, who had an ugly hoarse voice of his own.

        “Now I’m coming to gobble you up,” roared the troll.

“Well, come along! I’ve got two spears,

And I’ll poke your eyeballs out at your ears;

I’ve got besides two great stones,

And I’ll crush you to bits, body and bones.”

        That was what the big billy goat said. And then he flew at the troll. He poked his eyes out with his horns, and crushed him to bits, body and bones, and tossed him out into the waterfall. Then he went up to the hillside. There the billy goats got so fat they were scarcely able to walk home again. And if the fat hasn’t fallen off them, why, they’re still fat; and so,

Snip, snap, snout.

This tale’s told out.