IV.The Dear Little Hen: The Story of a Rooster that Cheated

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So the dear little Hen ran to the Sow as fast as she could and all out of breath she gasped:

"Oh Sow!

Give me

Some Bristles

For Shoemaker

For Slippers

For Dressmaker

For Kerchief

For Well

For Water

For Rooster!

Choking!

In garden!

On back!

Feet up!

Oh dear!

He'll die!"

The Sow said:

"If you want me to give you some Bristles, you must go to the Brewer and get me some Malt."

So the dear little Hen ran to the Brewer as fast as she could and all out of breath she gasped:

"Oh Brewer!

Give me

Some Malt

For Sow

For Bristles

For Shoemaker

For Slippers

For Dressmaker

For Kerchief

For Well

For Water

For Rooster!

Choking!

In garden!

On back!

Feet up!

Oh dear!

He'll die!"

The Brewer said:

"If you want me to give you some Malt, you must go to the Cow and get me some Cream."

So the dear little Hen ran to the Cow as fast as she could and all out of breath she gasped:

"Oh Cow!

Give me

Some Cream

For Brewer

For Malt

For Sow

For Bristles

For Shoemaker

For Slippers

For Dressmaker

For Kerchief

For Well

For Water

For Rooster!

Choking!

In garden!

On back!

Feet up!

Oh dear!

He'll die!"

The Cow said:

"If you want me to give you some Cream, you must go to the Meadow and get me some Grass."

So the dear little Hen ran to the Meadow as fast as she could and all out of breath she gasped:

"Oh Meadow!

Give me

Some Grass

For Cow

For Cream

For Brewer

For Malt

For Sow

For Bristles

For Shoemaker

For Slippers

For Dressmaker

For Kerchief

For Well

For Water

For Rooster!

Choking!

In garden!

On back!

Feet up!

Oh dear!

He'll die!"

The Meadow said:

"If you want me to give you some Grass, you must get me some Dew from the Sky."

So the dear little Hen looked up to the Sky and said:

"Oh Sky!

Dear Sky!

Give me

Some Dew

For Meadow

For Grass

For Cow

For Cream

For Brewer

For Malt

For Sow

For Bristles

For Shoemaker

For Slippers

For Dressmaker

For Kerchief

For Well

For Water

For Rooster!

Choking!

In garden!

On back!

Feet up!

Oh Dear!

He'll die!"

The Sky pitied the dear little Hen and at once gave her some Dew.