At last he said in a
big gruff voice:

“On that hill over there
I see a house. And in that
house there lives a Cock.”

“And a Mouse,” screamed
two of the little foxes.

“And a little Red Hen,”
screamed the other two.

“And they are nice and fat,”
went on the big bad Fox.
“This very day, I’ll take my
great sack, and I will go up
that hill, and in at that door,
and into my sack I will put
the Cock, and the Mouse,
and the little Red Hen.”

“I’ll make a fire
 to roast the Cock,”
said one little fox.
“I’ll put on the saucepan
to boil the Hen,”
said the second.
“And I’ll get the frying
pan to fry the Mouse,”
said the third.