“Did he ask for me?” asked Little Jack Rabbit.
“To be sure,” replied Lady Love, “I told him that Uncle Lucky was coming to-day.”
“Yes, I’ll stay here for a while,” laughed the old gentleman bunny, picking up a big juicy yellow lollypop by the stick, just the way people eat asparagus. But, oh, dear me! down ran the juice all over his nice clean napkin. Wasn’t that a shame?
“Goodness gracious meebus!” exclaimed Uncle Lucky, “that was a very ripe lollypop!”
Just then his small rabbit nephew brought his spoon down on the table with a whack.
“What’s that?” shouted the old gentleman bunny, dropping the lollypop stick on his little left hind toe, the one with the rheumatiz, you know.
“A mosquito tried to sting my ear!” cried the little bunny boy, carefully lifting the spoon to peep underneath, “Where did he go?”
“If you would catch a skeeter
You must be lightning quick.
My name is Skeeter Peter