Time. December evening.
Mr. Owl.
Mr. Sparrow.
Mr. Bear.
Mr. Owl (stretching his wings):
eigho! It’s dark!
How fast the daylight goes!
I must have over-slept. It’s time I rose
And went about my breakfast to prepare.
I should keep better hours; I declare,
Before I got to bed ’t was broad daylight!
That must be why I’m getting up to-night