"Cut-cut-cut-cut-ka-dat-cut!" said the hen. "Where are you going,
Billy Bobtail?"

"Oh, I'm going to seek my fortune!" said Billy Bobtail.

"May I go, too?" said the hen.

"No," said Billy Bobtail.

"Yes, I will," said the hen.

"Well, then, come along," said Billy Bobtail.

So the hen followed on after Billy Bobtail. And there they
were,--first Billy Bobtail and then the bull and then the goat and then
the sheep and then the pig and then the dog and then the cat and then
the turkey and then the rooster and then the hen,--all following on
after Billy Bobtail. On and on they walked. All day long they
traveled; and, just as it began to grow dark, they came to a deep, deep
wood. It looked so dark that Billy Bobtail almost felt afraid. "Never
mind!" said he, "if anything tries to hurt us, I can whistle and throw
stones."

"And I can bellow and hook," said the bull.

"And I can butt and bleat," said the goat.

"And I can butt and bleat," said the sheep.