The True Story of the Three Little Pigs: Jon Scieszka.

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  • Lane Smith (illustrator) - Wikipedia Lane Smith (born August 25, 1959) is an American illustrator and writer of children's books. He is the Kate Greenaway medalist (2017) known for his eclectic visuals.
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