The Elf & the DormouseUnder a toadstoolCrept a wee Elf,Out of the rainTo shelter himself.Under the toadstool,Sound asleep,Sat a big DormouseAll in a heap.Trembled the wee Elf,Frightened, and yetFearing to fly awayLest he get wet.To the next shelter—Maybe a mile!Sudden the wee ElfSmiled a wee smile,Tugged till the toadstoolToppled in two.Holding it over himGaily he flew.Soon he was safe homeDry as could be.Soon woke the Dormouse—“Good gracious me!Where is my toadstool?”Loud he lamented.—And that’s how umbrellas,First were invented.
Under a toadstoolCrept a wee Elf,Out of the rainTo shelter himself.Under the toadstool,Sound asleep,Sat a big DormouseAll in a heap.Trembled the wee Elf,Frightened, and yetFearing to fly awayLest he get wet.To the next shelter—Maybe a mile!Sudden the wee ElfSmiled a wee smile,Tugged till the toadstoolToppled in two.Holding it over himGaily he flew.Soon he was safe homeDry as could be.Soon woke the Dormouse—“Good gracious me!Where is my toadstool?”Loud he lamented.—And that’s how umbrellas,First were invented.
Under a toadstoolCrept a wee Elf,Out of the rainTo shelter himself.
Under the toadstool,Sound asleep,Sat a big DormouseAll in a heap.
Trembled the wee Elf,Frightened, and yetFearing to fly awayLest he get wet.
To the next shelter—Maybe a mile!Sudden the wee ElfSmiled a wee smile,
Tugged till the toadstoolToppled in two.Holding it over himGaily he flew.
Soon he was safe homeDry as could be.Soon woke the Dormouse—“Good gracious me!
Where is my toadstool?”Loud he lamented.—And that’s how umbrellas,First were invented.