Our rooster crows—no soul in sight.
He flaps his wings and crows for fair;
His voice sounds like he didn’t care—
Oh, well, what if I’m scared—I know
I’d be brave, too, if I could crow!
Just at this point the cat came bouncing into their midst.
“I have just time enough,” he said, breathlessly; “if you are quite ready, I will begin.”
You should have heard the children shout!
“We are quite ready! Go on, Puss! Begin, please,” they cried.
So the cat made a bow, twirled his whiskers, and began: