“Ha, ha! Ha, ha!” cried Hungry Hawk,
As he flew at the door with a dreadful squawk,
“This Little Red Barn’s a pretty good place
For rabbits to hide from my grinning face.”
And, hopping around the barn, that old robber bird peeked in through every crack. By and by he came to quite a large knothole. Oh, dear me, yes! It was big enough for his head, and then it seemed almost large enough for his body.
“Goodness gracious meebus!” exclaimed anxious Uncle Lucky, “I’m afraid that old bird will squeeze in.”
“Wait a minute, hold your breath,
Don’t you sneeze or titter,
I’ll show that dreadful robber bird
That I’m a home run hitter,”