. Picture fables . HAM AND SAUSAGE. HAM. Sausage, there in the pan, can you tell What is it makes this wonderful smell ?SAUSAGE. I can explain it, I opine : The beautiful smell you perceive is mine ;They Ve put me here on the fire to roast,And I smell like a nosegay of flowers, almost. But soon our sausage became so warm, It greatly feard it would come to harm. Cook, where do you loiter so long? it said, The fire is scorching me, I m afraid. Why dont you turn me, you stupid Cook ? Im burnt quite black in the face—just look ! 51. - - HARE. MARK the conceited hare, there, do-Sits lie not up like
. Picture fables . HAM AND SAUSAGE. HAM. Sausage, there in the pan, can you tell What is it makes this wonderful smell ?SAUSAGE. I can explain it, I opine : The beautiful smell you perceive is mine ;They Ve put me here on the fire to roast,And I smell like a nosegay of flowers, almost. But soon our sausage became so warm, It greatly feard it would come to harm. Cook, where do you loiter so long? it said, The fire is scorching me, I m afraid. Why dont you turn me, you stupid Cook ? Im burnt quite black in the face—just look ! 51. - - HARE. MARK the conceited hare, there, do-Sits lie not up like a hero true ?Proudest glances around lie throws;Proudly perks up his little nose;Thinks, if a foeman to him should come,He quickly would send him, beaten, home. If all alone in the world were he, He d be a hero, undoubtedly. But now he but heard the crack of a whip, And at once his courage gave him the slip; Without once stopping to glance around, Off he ran with a skip and a bound. 52
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