It makes me laugh
To see Mrs. Cow
Spank her calf.”
“Now, that will do,” said Mrs. Cow, quite provoked, “it’s so long since you were spanked you’ve forgotten you were once a puppy boy dog.”
“Ha! ha!” laughed Little Jack Rabbit, “now will you be good, Old Sic’em?” But the old dog crept into his little wooden house with never an answer.
Just then Little Jack Rabbit spied Old Man Weasel under the woodpile.
“Oh, dear me!” said the little bunny to himself, “what shall I do?”
“Don’t be frightened,” chirped little Bobbie Redvest from the Old Rail Fence. “Old Man Weasel won’t dare show himself for here comes the Big Kind Farmer.”
Sure enough, there he stood with a milk pail on his arm. So away hopped Little Jack Rabbit to the Old Duck Pond to see Granddaddy Bullfrog, the nice old gentleman frog in his white waistcoat and gold rimmed spectacles.
“I’ll soon be going down to the warm mud at the bottom of the pond,” said the old fellow, with a shiver. “I can’t stand this snappy weather. Guess I’ll start now,” and with a dive off his log, he disappeared beneath the water.