Uncle Wiggily and Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy went to pay a little visit to Uncle Butter the goat gentleman at the farm. Uncle Wiggily put on old clothes, and so did the muskrat lady. “For I am going to gather the eggs,” said Uncle Wiggily, hanging a basket on his paw, “and I may have to crawl under the barn to find them.” Nurse Jane told the bunny uncle to be careful. “While you are gathering the eggs I’ll do the churning,” said Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy. Uncle Butter was going to hoe the potatoes.
Uncle Wiggily and Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy went to pay a little visit to Uncle Butter the goat gentleman at the farm. Uncle Wiggily put on old clothes, and so did the muskrat lady. “For I am going to gather the eggs,” said Uncle Wiggily, hanging a basket on his paw, “and I may have to crawl under the barn to find them.” Nurse Jane told the bunny uncle to be careful. “While you are gathering the eggs I’ll do the churning,” said Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy. Uncle Butter was going to hoe the potatoes.