Now I didn't know I was going to write poetry or I should have let myhair grow long like a poet instead of going to the barber for a shave.

Well, anyway, the two little rabbits stopped the automobile right infront of mousie's door and when she heard the horn go honk, honk, shecame to the window and looked out.

"Why, it's Mr. Lucky Lefthindfoot," she squeaked, and then she openedthe door and asked the two little rabbits in and gave them some pieand cake.