“Dear me!” thought the bunny boy, “I must borrow an umbrella. However, just then he spied a large toadstool.
“That will do!” he laughed, and holding it over his head, he quickly hopped away.
“Cock-a-doodle do,
The grass is wet with dew.
But soon it will be dry again
Unless the sunshine turns to rain,”
sang Cocky Doodle, the happy little rooster.
“I’m going for a swim,” quacked Ducky Waddles, and off he went through the gate and across the Sunny Meadow to the Old Duck Pond, where all day long the blue Darning Needles skimmed over the water.
“Good morning,” quacked the wabbly little duck.
“The same to you,” answered the old gentleman frog, “fine day if it doesn’t rain.”