“You may not get there until afternoon,” growled Old Brother Bear.
“I never before have made a rhyme,
But I think you’ll not get there on time!”
whispered Old Foxy-Lox, peering at the Runaway Bunny from his hiding place.
The school bells all sang:
“Come to school. Ding, dong!
Don’t be late. Run along!”
At this very minute the Runaway Bunny thought of something he had forgotten.
He stopped short in the path, saying: