NOVEMBER 18: Winter Sleepers
Billie Brownie had still many of his calls to make in order to say good-winter to his friends who were going to sleep for the winter.
“Goog-a-room, goog-a-room, goog-a-room,” said Grandpa Frog from the near-by pond; “come, little frogs, come all, and sleep in the beautiful mud. The cold weather is coming.
“It was bitterly cold last night, little frogs.”
Then he saw Billie Brownie.
“Good-winter,” croaked Grandpa Frog.
And the toads and the frogs all squealed and croaked,
“Good-winter, Billie Brownie, good-winter!”
Then Billie Brownie went to call on the Jumping Mice.
“That frost last night was a hard one,” said little Miss Julia Jumping Mouse. “I’m going to bed to take care of my mouse beauty sleep.”
“Ha, ha,” laughed Miss Jenny Jumping Mouse, “who ever heard of a mouse going to bed early to get her beauty sleep?”
“I can’t stop to talk it over with you. I’m too sleepy,” said Miss Julia Jumping Mouse.
“Good-winter to all of you,” said Billie Brownie. But as he walked away from all his friends who were going to sleep for the winter, he said to himself:
“To sleep for a nightIs quite all right.But to sleep half a yearIs really quite queer.But of course we’re all different,As different can be,And what is natural to youMight seem very queer to me!”
“To sleep for a nightIs quite all right.But to sleep half a yearIs really quite queer.But of course we’re all different,As different can be,And what is natural to youMight seem very queer to me!”
“To sleep for a nightIs quite all right.But to sleep half a yearIs really quite queer.But of course we’re all different,As different can be,And what is natural to youMight seem very queer to me!”
“To sleep for a night
Is quite all right.
But to sleep half a year
Is really quite queer.
But of course we’re all different,
As different can be,
And what is natural to you
Might seem very queer to me!”