“Oh!” said the chicks and the ducklings and the little turkeys and the goslings.
“I know what I tell,
I know what I tell,”
Cried the stork,
“I know it well, very well,
I saw it with my own eyes.”
“It was—alive!” said the stork, opening his eyes and his mouth up so high that he could hardly get them down again.
“Ah, it wasn’t a real ship at all,” whispered the chicks to the ducklings, and they whispered it to the little turkeys, and they whispered it to the goslings.
“It was a camel,” said the stork.
“What’s that?” asked the chicks, the ducklings, the little turkeys, and the goslings. And they crowded around him.