strutting about, to whom she applied for help in her distress.
I'm the white rabbit
That went to the garden
And was coming home
To make some soup;
When there I reached
I met the huge jolly goat,
That with a spring and a bound
Will cut me in three,
And eat me up in no time.
"Oh! I won't go there, for I am frightened of the beast!"
The poor little rabbit, in despair of getting any one to go with her and get rid of the goat that had taken possession of her little house, went away very sad indeed, believing she could never get back to her home, when suddenly she came across a busy little ant, who asked her very kindly: "What ails you, little rabbit, that you look so sad?"
I was coming from the garden,
Where I went for a cabbage
To make some soup;
When there I reached
I met the huge jolly goat,
That with a spring and a bound
Will cut me in three,
And eat me up in no time.
When the good little ant heard her sad tale, she said: "I'll go with you and see what we can do in the matter."
