And the wee Robin makes answer: “I’m going away to the King to sing him a song this glad Christmas morning.”
And the gray Pussy Cat says, “Come here, wee Robin, and I’ll let you see a pretty white ring I have around my neck.”
But the wee Robin says: “No, no! gray Pussy Cat, no, no! You worried the wee mousie, but you cannot worry me!”
So the wee Robin flew away until he came to a wall of earth and grass, and there he saw a gray greedy Hawk sitting.
And the gray greedy Hawk says: “Where are you going, wee Robin?”
And the wee Robin makes answer: “I’m going away to the King to sing him a song this glad Christmas morning.”
And the gray greedy Hawk says: “Come here, wee Robin, and I’ll let you see the bright feather in my wing.”
wee robin and the old gray pussy cat