This is a bit old but still fantastic! John Branyan laments the loss of classical, vocabularically complex English, and tells the story of the "Three Little Pigs" thusly:
"Carnivorous nature in full season, he called out to the straw-ensconced swine, 'Prithee, little pig, grant me entrance.' But Pig #1 recalled with sage foreboding that he is MAD who trusts in the tameness of a belly-pinched wolf, and responded immediately, "Nay, it shall NOT be, indeed, not by wit or whiskered jowl."
It fills me with so much glee, as one who loves language, Shakespeare, and fairy tales.