Danny Meadow Mouse sat on his doorstep and sulked. The Merry Little Breezes of Old Mother West Wind ran past, one after another, and pointing their fingers at him cried:
"Fie, Danny Meadow Mouse!
Better go inside the house!
Babies cry-oh my! oh my!
You're a baby-go and cry!"
Pretty soon along the Lone Little Path came Peter Rabbit. P