I like the spring, I like the fall,
I like the cold and heat,
And poems, too, but best of all
I like good things to eat.
[Illustration: LEANED OVER CLOSE TO THE BLINDS AND COMMENCED TO READ.]
That brought the house down, and the Hollow Tree people thought the
entertainment was over. They were going to have supper right away, but
Mr. Dog called out to wait a minute. He said he had a little poem
himself that he wanted to read. So out of politeness they all sat still,
though they didn't expect very much. Then Mr. Dog unrolled his poem and
leaned over close to the blinds and commenced to read.