They ran and ran until they came to Fox-lox’s house, and there was Fox-lox lying in the doorway and yawning until his tongue curled up in his mouth. When he saw Turkey-lurkey and Goose-loose and Duck-luck and Hen-pen and Chicken-diddle he stopped yawning, and pricked up his ears, and he was very glad to see them.
“Well, well,” said he, “and what brings you all here?”
“Oh, Fox-lox, Fox-lox, don’t yawn,” cried Turkey-lurkey, “the sky’s falling down.”
“How do you know that, Turkey-lurkey?” asked the fox.
“Goose-loose told me.”
“How do you know that, Goose-loose?”
“Duck-luck told me.”
“How do you know that, Duck-luck?”
“How do you know that, Hen-pen?”